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Puppeteer
Life is a game
Our mind is the fool
Body's the follower
The gesture of the world
We came to dance
We came to laugh
We came as a puppet
To belong in the game
Strings are our master
Controlling our every emotion
Playing a song
Pulling us apart
For we are the gesture
Life is our game
Our mind is the fool
Body's the follower
The gesture of the world
We came to dance
We came to laugh
We came as a puppet
To belong in the game
Strings are our master
Controlling our every emotion
Playing a song
Pulling us apart
For we are the gesture
Life is our game
Published 24th Oct 2014
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27th Oct 2014 2:35pm
Like a day in a life controlled by a set of strings. Making life quite a challenge. Nicely written, RedBanshee.
9th Nov 2014 3:11pm
Although I prefer to follow W.E.Henley in saying
"I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul!", I like the powerful imagery in your poem. Fav lines:
"We came to dance
We came to laugh"
Well done, RedBanshee! :-)
"I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul!", I like the powerful imagery in your poem. Fav lines:
"We came to dance
We came to laugh"
Well done, RedBanshee! :-)
