The Rules Poem by Paul Warren

The Rules



Who makes the rules
I said under my breath
How hard does it
Have to be

There are places
I have been
And things I've done
I don't want to remember

But still it lingers on
Will there ever be
Rest for me
For I am so tired.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Friday, September 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,poem,rules,tired
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Paul Warren

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ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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