Rules Are Rules Poem by JOSEPH ABUTU

Rules Are Rules



Rules are rules,
Like not breaking them;
Signs don’t speak
But yet is clear.

Times are sour,
Dark and empty;
Stare from top the tower-
The ugliness of pity.

Which is wrong
Stealing or choosing?
Life is short
And souls are losing.

Don’t want, don’t won’t
It heals quick the wound;
Daringly confused,
Yet the heart says it’s in love.

A wonder has begun,
That of the sun;
Yes, it shines
But never smiles.

When temper is lost,
Same goes a friend;
It gets even worse
As a broken heart still bend.

The offence has grown,
The land is alone;
So it’s been newsed
Bribe, hands, no longer fuse.

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