Good things in life I ain’t seen much;
What I have reaped I’ve sown.
Laughed at the dreamers, the fighters clean,
Men with no axe to grind;
Scoffed at the white ones and have seen
Others who’ve lost their mind.
Snuffed out the gentle; smeared with mud
Men with escutcheons fair;
Joshed at the learned and cursed blue-blood,
Sneered at their manners rare;