The True OpportunistsThere are those who’re opportunists by nature,
Everyone’s happy and there is no rift;
They accept all the laws and never censure....
Whether ashes or flour, they will sift.
Between their ignorance and cringing
They put on the yoke and don’t know why;
Pulled by the halter strap towards the clearing,
They yield with their heads down and say: okay
But then you have the true opportunists
Who slip out of their skin for love of money:
Of these (may the bad news shorten their list)
Anyone who meets them must be wary.
For them there is neither party or prayer,
They plunge wherever there is a reward:
They betray Christ in church and everywhere,
Betting on him with a ragman’s cards.
There are those who have all the defects,
And these are by far the greatest rejects.
And if by chance they should be half intelligent,
They are the most dangerous delinquents.