Life as I read it
Life
is like a railway track,
Or
a file kept in the forgotten rack,
We
move and go in the proven field,
Lest
flaws belittle and make us yield.
That
I am this and never that,
Chains
that cripple our dogma diktat,
Before
I look and before I know,
The
roles and rules throw up in a row.
A
life before I have to live,
It’s
locked in frames with clever belief.
Who
will wake up from the bed so dead!
A
life to read before it’s read!21 July 2014
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