Every Man

Fred Small

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    I was born in the city hospital
    Torn from darkness into the light
    First man I saw was the first to hit me
    First woman I saw said hush don't cry.
    I played with girls till I was six years old
    Guys told me you don't want no girl a friend
    You can kiss em you can touch em
    When you screw em you'll be a man.
    Every man gonna be a soldier
    Every man be cut to kill
    Every man looking over his shoulder
    Every man be shaking still.
    I played war, king of the mountain
    When I hurt I did not cry kids'd laugh
    Big guy hit me hot fire in the stomach
    I hit a little guy put him on his back.
    Mike and me eight-year-old cowboys
    He said c'mon whatsa matter you a queer
    We went to Molly's pulled her down and kissed her
    She got up walked inside without a word.
    Every man gonna be a soldier
    Every man be cut to kill
    Every man looking over his shoulder
    Every man be shaking still.
    Came the war to my generation
    Government said son it's your time make us proud
    Some went to jail some went to Canada
    Some went over some went crazy some went down.
    I walk the streets jagged with strangers
    Wait for the gauntlet to be hurled
    Push to shove edge of a razor
    Make something of it he'll cut you good.
    Every man gonna be a soldier
    Every man be cut to kill
    Every man looking over his shoulder
    Every man be shaking still.
    I have killed but I am not a killer
    I have cried out at the devil in the dark
    I have reached out through the bars of my confinement
    I have watched the tower I built fall apart.
    Gonna listen for the breathing of the baby
    Gonna hold him in my arms when he cries
    Gonna meet my lover's gaze without turning
    Gonna see myself and be satisfied.
    Every man got love abiding
    Every man got a hurt unhealed
    Every man got a heart in hiding
    Every man gonna be revealed

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