Poetry

Rules…

Bend the knee or… Forge your own path? Your choice.


The rebel within awakens.

Why should he follow rules?

Made up by other men.

Do things in a certain way.

Live his life as someone else wants him to.

Slouch, bend and squeeze into frames and boxes.

Conform.

Worry about doing it right.

Play the game that is no fun.

No.

Enough.

Some rules are nothing but imaginary.

Ignoring them has no effect on anyone else’s life.

No matter what they might think.

He’s better off…

Doing it his way.

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