Who is to judge what's appropriate?
What was fine yesterday's not so today?
There's a long list of drugs one can take,
Why only ban those on a list?
Who makes these lists of what's good, what's not?
Who decides punishment and reward?
The more one is bound to the System,
Ignore its diktats one cannot.
The lone ranger's free of such constraints,
Of fame one moment, ignominy next.
But she won't get any endorsements,
nor adulation, nor all the fame.
What System gives, it taketh away.
The rewards, always for conformance.
Freedom is when there's nothing to take,
When others can't decide one's fate.
9 March, 2016