WATCHING THE PUPPETS DANCEA Poem by Chris38 All human life passing by.
I like to pass by here and watch the puppets dance
Watch them pulled this way and that, watch them pulled apart Puppets with blue eyes, brown eyes, black eyes. the red eyed ones are many Puppets with black hair, blonde hair, blue hair, hair of the dog Watch the puppet master at work, watch him pick the tunes Tunes for them to dance to, to laugh to, to cry to Tunes for them to make love to, to make children to, to make war to Tunes to make peace to? Never! © 2011 Chris38 |
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Chris38Liverpool, North west England, United KingdomAboutI am 38 years old and work in the care industry with adults with learning difficulties. I have been writing on and off since I was six years old. I had some stuff published when I was in my teens but .. more..Writing
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