Poetry
Them Rules
an angry poem
listen out for them rules cos you’re gonna have to follow ‘em
one day your name will be called & you’ll find out exactly how this game works
you have no voice no control them rules are non-negotiable they just exist & your existence is determined by them
them rules aren’t fair — have you played Monopoly? have you watched one person accumulate all the properties & charge you rent again & again & again until you’ve lost & you’re out? —
them rules are for you you learn your part & you read the lines dictated to you by your elders & betters you don’t squabble cos that’s not your job
there’s loopholes — oh boy are there loopholes — but they’re not for you
you don’t read small print cos that’s not your job
them rules shape a world that’s broken frame disaster surround grief trap you into a little pen where you roam miserably free to believe one day you might be free
rue them rules but know that they don’t care about you
Daniel Clark is a poet and a pessimist.






