Bend Them, Break Them, Change Them!

Laid down a set of inflexible rules
Followed from ages; labeled in tradition
Because prison may be an unfair title
Tradition sounds like a cultural procession

Below layers of false smiles
A line of puppets come dancing one after the other
A hand that died long ago is what keeps them moving
No one questions them, no stray thoughts flutter

Sentenced as a definition of what’s right
Unquestioned acceptance is after all what defines character
One who never tried to stray
Is pristine with flourishing golden glitter.

He who dares to raise his voice
Subdued he is by those who say they know better
Who taught you what you know, respectable sirs? 
You’re still guided by those dead hands that don’t even a word utter!


14 thoughts on “Bend Them, Break Them, Change Them!

  1. Amrita Sabat January 29, 2014 / 7:13 PM

    Aptly written. Rules made ages ago reign supreme even today.


  2. Preethi Venugopal January 30, 2014 / 1:45 PM

    Nicely written… Changes are brought on by people who dare to raise the voice against age old rules…


  3. Stallion January 31, 2014 / 5:55 AM

    Awesome work Sreesha!
    Couldn't agree more. Simply awesome.


  4. Varun Singh January 31, 2014 / 4:40 PM

    Nicely penned Sreesha 🙂
    Keep writing


  5. Jyotsna Bhatia February 2, 2014 / 11:07 AM

    You were right.. All your teenage rebellion is coming out right now 😛 On a serious note, a wonderful piece Sreesha 🙂


  6. Sreesha Divakaran February 2, 2014 / 6:33 PM

    Haha! I should be more rebellious! This is just the beginning, the storm hopefully will follow!


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