by Terrence Aym

Created on: September 19, 2009

Untitled Poem Due to Author's Sudden Death

I feel no need to obey rules,
Nor do I wish to comply,
With the limits of societal tools,
That kills my spirit, makes it die.

I'm unafraid to commit sin,
Or amass huge piles of wealth,
Through the injury of my fellow men,
By fraud and theft and stealth.

I'll hate and kill and plunder,
As I please to do right now!
The law cannot drive me under,
Nor to their will make me bow.

With impunity, I'll conquer with a sneer,
And do exactly what I think is right.
And if I'm wrong I say (with little fear),
Let this be the last I write!

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From a small news article in a local paper:

Police discovered the body of a man early this morning in an apartment complex located on Silverlake Road. The man, suspected of succumbing to a heart attack, was hunched over a computer keyboard.

Police have withheld the name of the man pending notification of kin. A police spokesperson, however, has authorized the release of the poem the man had been writing at the time of his death. This paper's editor has decided, in the name of public interest, to publish the poem.

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