Ethics Protocol Rules.



No they don’t, they are but

constraints bestowed upon

fools.


I won’t adhere and you’ll

despair at my lack of

convention despite your

intervention.


Assimilation by humiliation

is not for me can’t you see

I am dissimilar but that to

you is unfamiliar.


You won’t get me to change

no matter how you rearrange.


My die is cast and I’ll outlast

all your prohibitions because

I have no inhibitions.


Bet you thought I’d conform

to your norm, but I am an off

roader a no fixed abode’r.


I’m not of your street we will

never meet.


I have no keys, no lock and I

refuse to flock like all the other

sheep.


I don’t even have a  phone to

bleep and I sleep under the

stars with the Tzars of the

open spaces in a lay-by

but to me, that's an oasis.