"O, what a useless waste..."

O, what a useless waste of flesh I am! --

A man with no ambition. What is worse

I laugh at it and do not give a damn,--

I have no conscience, pity or remorse.

I loathe these words – sophists’ inventions

That do not mean a thing. This time

I have accepted that there’s no redemption

For those like me, and furthermore, no crime.

From this day forth, I praise my selfishness!

From this day forth, my will is my command!

I’m made of dirt and I despise embellishments,

Watch as the roses whither in my hand!

I am that homeless with the toothless grin

That seems to stand out in the morning havoc.

I lead a life of excess bliss and sin,

And what is more, I am extremely happy.

The world is on the verge of its demise.

The war to end all wars is now in progress.

I see it all inside your tired eyes.

You play your roles as though predestined actors.

Each step is by the book. How I adore

The shuffle of your feet, the rush-hour traffic!

I am the only man alive, and what is more,

This very day, I am extremely happy.