March 3, 2012
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
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