Some say it loud,
The rest in hushes.
Some sleep in peace,
From few eyes a tear gushes.
A mountain is tough
but isn't truth rough?
If rules handcuff
then isn't independance a bluff?
If I could fly higher,
I would touch the sky.
caught amidst the unruly clouds,
Are rules meant for a passer by?
I pass life's journey,
but choose not to be a passer by.
Live life like you want to,
and not like you ought to.
Rules bind,
they are all in the mind
Right is what is not left,
Having one's own beliefs in no theft.
Those who fail to think,
follow someone else's ink.
One who has his own worthy beliefs,
"He Lived" then his epitah reads.
Friday, August 17, 2007
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