I'd rather be Myself

Composed on 25 January 1989

Neither a Frenchman nor an Indian I try to be

For I’m from an island in the sea.

Neither Ford nor an Onassis appeals to me

For I wouldn’t yet want in their graves to be.

I only wish to bloom where I’m planted

For one could be rejected when transplanted.

There was a child who wanted to be a cow in the field and moo

But she never knew that could end her up in the stew.

Some would like to try everything that they see

And go wandering from tree to tree like a bee.

My silly self would rather live and die as I am

Without craving for another’s name or fame.