PUPPETS

If I left it to chance
then I am wrong,
there is no divine
guidance in this
Hell on Earth,
miracles are not wasted
on people like me...

I am the worker bee
of literary truths, urban abuse,
the collector of street dreams,
life unraveling at the seams

I have chosen my weapon
of war, my claws evident
on every page, burning sage
to cleanse what darkness rewards,
enemies I disengage

an uneven playing field,
staff and shield, opponents
unrevealed, I am blind on
the battlefield but I hold
a Godly rage, the light
does not yield to man and wage,

puppets on stage,
Colorful and bold,
backstage I am in anger,
I cut the strings and
reveal the puppet master

And ask for no reward...

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Brilliant! Your metre and content is quite unique in this and the power of intention is very clear. Great and strong final five lines.

'And ask for no reward..' that's the core of it all.

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

This is really good. I love the way your thoughts seem random, and yet they all tie together.

[Kalpit]

Amazing work, friend! :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Rene, I have to say each time I read you your poetry gets better and better. Bravo!

Those who always speak clear, and have the gift, for ages, won... as comminication is the key to all. wonderful powerful write. Your ending is sober, and makes you as writer one of a kind. Solide, and full of perception.

[Tim Lion]

Powerful. I like the odd rhyme and cadence. I like the meaning for sure.
Good poem. I felt it in the angriest part of my guts.
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[Silent_Whispers]

Wow this is a great piece!
I'm not sure if i've understood the through the true meaning of the poem but it is as if you are comparing yourself, a poet, to a godly like creature.
I thouroughly enjoyed reading this poem. It is very good!

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Spoken word, all the way.
The PuppetMaster is a fearsome creature...cuidate, Guererro.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Back to basic for you, Rene. A blistering piece I think.