Banjo Man (1980 and now)

He shines like a dime when he picks up his ax
He needs this job; these, the flinty hard facts

He smiles and he banters; he’s playing the game
Of what to do once you’ve been dumped by Big Fame…

…If he knew today what we’d thought about him
He’d think “singing waiter” much more than a whim

So many bright moments when we thought, “Oh, man,
he’s a mensch, a survivor – he’s part of The Plan.”

If time were more flexible; had I a jinn,
would that we could do it over again

Humanity, best learned recouping your loss
Humility, best served with extra rib sauce

© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

Photo courtesy of Musician’s Friend