The Puppeteer

i was pretty upsest. not only at people, but god too...

Are you laughing up there?

Let’s now meet face to face.

Come on down and

Take my place.

This game, yeah, this show?

It isn’t fair.

You control us with strings

From way up there.

Is it fun?

Do you like it?

Good, so you’ll

Let me try it?

We’ll see how you feel

And what feelings you get.

Suicide, guilt?

I see, now you’ve met.

When you scream out my name,

And beg for my mercy,

I’ll mimic what you do

And just simply curtsy.

You see, this is my show;

My dance recital.

I decide what you do, and

There’s no time to be idle.

All this control?

It’ll get to your head.

Are you taking it back,

Now filled with life’s dread?

Or do I get to keep it,

And never let go?

Until one comes along

Claiming this show?

Curiosity is a beast.

And will hurt you somehow.

So step back and ignore it.

Then, take your bow.

Author's Note

what can i do?

Reviews

[Joe]

Wow... This is a really powerful poem. I really love your word choice and rhyming. They give it a nice flow.

I agree with this poem, if god (if there is a god) will put us through a lot of stuff we have to go through, why not put him (her,it) through the same ordeal?

Great job! Keep it up!

[QuothCorvid]

I really enjoyed reading your poem and thought it brought up a really interesting idea. Would our lives be so hard if God had to live a life as we do? What would we as mortals change if we were given the chance? I for one would have done at least a few things differently. Your poem had a lovely flow and I enjoyed your ryhmes they didn't seem forced like some rhymes can. Well written, keep up the good work. It is always hard face ones emotions as head on as you did well done.

[Natalie.]

Way to even use the font to emphasize the tone of the poem! awesome.