Boundaries, some say, aren’t good
Lines cause differences they claim
Free for all is their motto
Right to be in your space is their slogan
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Is it really so, I wonder
Would you like me to dictate terms
To tell you what to eat, wear, drink, & do
To breathe down your neck
To order you around
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Of course, it’s my right, isn’t it
When life is free for all
With no boundaries or lines
To limit my interference
To teach me not to rule your life
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Lines, my dear protesters, are healthy
When you don’t like me in your space
Why would I tolerate you in mine?
Rules are supposed to be the same
For you, me, and others
No matter which side they belong to
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Let the lines be drawn
Stay on your side
While I live on mine
Let’s be who we are
Different, yes; let’s be okay with them
For, we aren’t robots in a factory
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Note: Rekha means a line.
