Suckers make me laugh,
luckies laugh at me.
Am I just a draft
of someone you mean?
Clever or insane,
genius or mad? —
Doing all in vain,
never raised my head.
Am I just a draft?
Shall I be the best —
ready for the raft,
ain't no time to rest?
For I am not a queer,
you say, «he is, my oath».
Oh, should I clap or cheer?
Lord, Should I feel no wrath?
Stupid suckers cry,
jackals laugh instead.
Should I take my shaft?
Should I raise my head?
8-15th of March 2008