Humans or PuppetsA Poem by AcasualPawnPsychology of humanity...
Who are we?
Puppets of someone, Or Puppets of something. Perhaps Puppets of something Dreams’ desires Lust’ greed Virtuality of happiness Reality of pain Stupidity of emotions, Providing the driving force To run the hollow, shallow system. Maybe our assumption is wrong. Perhaps its Puppets of someone, With interesting, amusing expressions Stalking you Judging you Watching from sidelines. Giving you choices Giving you hope With satire in the eyes. Playing with a page First line starts with birth of Puppet Last line ending with death of Puppet And leaving whole page blank With satire of fireworks. Maybe both of our assumptions are wrong Or we can fill the middle blank page With puppet of something Completing the whole page Completing the fate of puppet. © 2017 AcasualPawnReviews
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14 Reviews Added on July 29, 2017 Last Updated on September 4, 2017 Tags: Psychology, reality Author
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