If what I want is waiting in the Sky,
I’m no good here and now; so let me die.
Why praise our youth and curse our feeble old,
Who thought they gave their strength, but found it sold?
A pornographic book is not so thrilling;
It does not deal with sex but ways of killing.
When cheating has become a way of life,
Why blame the children for your public strife?
Rear a child in honorable deceit;
He will grow old–a liar and a cheat.