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little puppet

we will shape you
push and pull
add and take away
as we see fit

We will give you hope
give you faith
and many tools to endure
and you will continue to push on
blissfully ignorant

We will undermine your capabilities
make you feel helpless
make everything around you feel vague and confusing

We will feast on every emotion
savour every moment of frustration
laugh at every foolish dream

then one day
when we tire of you
we will cut your umbilical puppet strings

and you will fall
and you will disappear
and you will never ever know why

Reviews

[Angelic Darkness]

This is a wonderful poem, and puts me in the mind of the
Movie Pinocchio. I am sure we all can relate to feeling like puppets...
to life, love, family, friends...does the list ever stop.

Sometimes we grow tired, and feel useless, which in the end makes
us vulnerable to being a puppet, and not taking a stand.

Your detail and word usage is very descriptive.

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[Richelleau]

Love this poem
Quite a view on life that I share often times.
Nicely writen nay