A Yorkshire Poet Poet Free verse

Within

My house, my rules.
If you don’t like them, you’ll lose.
My windows, my doors.
Criticise them, and you’ll walk.

My roof, my garden, my way of life.
Within these walls, I keep out your troubles and strife.
My words, my thoughts.
Disagree if you wish—your opinion carries no weight within these four walls.

My castle, my hill.
Think as you will.
My way, my food.
If you don’t like it, there’s the door,
and the world outside is waiting for you.

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