Dont want to walk <br /> the traditional roads, <br /> parallel pathways, <br /> commercial tracks, <br /> political highways. <br /> <br /> I refuse to <br /> labor social mammoths, <br /> be part of the same breed, <br /> breathe in corrupted heavens, <br /> compromise on my deeds. <br /> <br /> I am no slave to <br /> elected government, <br /> the corporal society, <br /> self proclaimed kings, <br /> social tranquility. <br /> <br /> I want to mouth <br /> futile laws, <br /> the loaded corruption, <br /> constitutional blemish, <br /> the racial favoritism. <br /> <br /> I dislike <br /> regional prejudice, <br /> moneyed protection, <br /> patriotic theater, <br /> unhealthy tradition. <br /> <br /> Where to go, <br /> which direction, <br /> where is it, <br /> path to resurrection.<br /><br />Fahim Sayed<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/path-13/
