The Rogue in me

The rogue in me , sets apart the life of duds and dooms with fun and crackles, The rogue in me, lets me avoid the things,that used to be pun and shackles, The rogue in me, laughs aloud to overpower and conquer the subdued chuckles, The rogue in me, does not bow out till I show up my hardened knuckles, The rogue in me, steers ahead the imaginaton to unsettle the lazy buckles. The rogue in me, gorges on everything it wants, spiced with added pickles. The rogue in me, catches the bird in me to set it free again to hear my muted cackles. The rogue in me, tries to bring life to my dark soul, from dungeons to sparkles. The rogue in me, wants to know the route of this life, to emerge as a learning cattle..........