My Cancellation

I cancel my debt to the school of law,
This I do by making a promise to my grandpa:
Reside in jail and spend a war
For those who sin and win what you are.
This debt I can cancel resides in my head,
And I want my jail and number, the bed.
We see the problems of law, and we see them then,
Yet what life does this law bring when it is again.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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