When a man is self-pitying

He wants to kill himself

When a man hates

He wants to kill others

And when he is afraid

He wants to do both

But a man is simple in the end

Bread, cheese and wine

And someone to share these with

Make him docile as a cat sleeping in the sun

But he will scratch the eyes out of anyone

Who reaches in to take these away

This is why

You should never put him

In charge of anything.