THE STRAW THAT BROKE THE CAMEL'S BACK

A beast of burden,

to carry your load,

not a grudge nor complaint,

staggering down life's road.

The baggage of your rules,

wrapped in sacks of compulsion,

were the fetters I worse,

silently seeking redemption.

So when you ask yourself,

which straw broke my back,

don't look for me anymore,

for I won't be coming back.