I wonder why
Should I be shy
And never send
My dreams to fly?
Why should I work
Instead of walk
And keep my smile
Round the clock?
Oh, daily wars
With wild wheeled whores
And horses
Of department stores!
I hate my hat,
My rented flat,
I’d buy a hut
Or some like that!
To laugh? To spit?
The things I need –
Sun of a beach
And peace of sheet!