Original Poems

Not Complying

I’m afraid of not complying.
Laws say that I must comply:
Whether living, dead, or dying,
I must do it, not just try —

If they think I’m non-compliant
Then the law will bring its weight;
I might want to be defiant,
But that will not turn out great —

So: comply I must, and often
To their many command-ments:
“Thou shalt have no car or coffin
That exceeds our measurements”

My big fear is not complying.
It’s my biggest one, each day:
Whether living, dead or dying,
Governments
Will have
Their way

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Must Not Fail

What is the one thing at which you are the most afraid of failing?

Thanks for suggesting this prompt, Claudia H. Blanton!

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