His right
I knew a boy
who claimed
that doing drugs
and sleeping around
with druggie girls
was his right
in life.
To him learning at school
was for fools
and working
to earn a living
was not his thing.
As time passed by
he would steal and lie
and in the end
as life might do
his right took him
away to jail.
poem by Gert Strydom

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