No Rules (New) Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

I obey no rules on the jacket branded as drunk punk was written the aggression which was irreverent many things we don't speak because there is a man or a woman whom we respect and they take benefit of that this is how all the holy men rule the world mothers blackmail their children and women tell lies to their husbands law is for the rich poor has no access to the law he cannot hire an expensive lawyer he will loose the case and a noose in his neck when the man in the prison gets rid of him why some people are revered and others are not who makes the rules there was hot weather I could not breath the van driver was wearing too many beads on his chest my ill mother was in severe pain the whole night the doctor had prohibited giving her pain killer and sedative saying both will kill her I escaped home in a broken car every thing was going down the drain the tea boy came and gave me a double bill for the month I have no hope I will not follow any rules I wish
4/5/2009