Fleas


There is a pain in life
Which visits us all.
Of course, we want to know why.

Why?

If this pain be unjust,
Then actions are futile,
Living is joking,
and the world is bad.

If our pain reflects justice,
Then it follows to spend our lives
Rooting out our faults
One by one without end,
Like street dogs forever
With fleas.


- Iggy Pop