Why not go wild? Chuck up your job,
join a rock group, maybe the Mob,
walk out on wife, snort Coke, then head
to booze with beach bums on the Med.
Beg or borrow, or simply rob,
burn it on pleasure – be a thug, a yob,
strutting your stuff, with each heart-throb
breaking the rules – what rules? instead
the wild! Why not
cheat friends, spread lies, flatter, hobnob
with wealth, with power. Become a snob:
look down on those on whom you tread
and trick them for your daily bread,
laugh at their pain, ignore their sob –
stay wild . . .
Published in HQ 50