The Sailor's Soliloquy

'Go to hell,' screams the sailor
As he smashes up the classroom
Thrusting his fist out at the people
Who initiated the baby boom

'So, who's mad,' said he, 'Not me
I just don't need this - pseudo kindness
From 'normals' with feather hats and braces
Oblivious to their own inner blindness

If you're not mad when you come in
You certainly will be when you get out
At least that's what they've always said
What a ludicrous rumour to put about.'

Now, the sailor, he is walking down the halls
Selecting the identity he will assume today
Psychological jargon bouncing off the walls
Electro-convulsive therapy - he is on his way.

(1990)