Rules Are Made To Be Broken Poem by Rimni chakravarty

Rules are made
Are made to be broken
Blood is always red
It circulates all the parts including the brain
But rules change
Like the change of the seasons
The rules are made to follow by the decision followers
But when it comes to practice it is seldom possible for the decision makers
It is no difficult task to frame rules in the comfort of the air condition room
The policy makers sit like gods who wish to groom
Their subordinates, no better than servants
Or stewards who for them are like the jokers
Rules are made to be broken
This is the nature of the humans who can never refrain
From their age old habits
A part of the experiment you and me are the rabbits
Who will die for their gains?
The decision makers’ rules with no refrain
It is their customary practice
You better endure for the sake of peace.