A game

Have you ever thought about it,

that everything could be a dream,

that we're the actors on this scene

for the time they had us given?

It is predicted.

it is played,

we are the chess piece

on this plate.

We have no will,

we are the players.

We live,

we dream,

we notice nothing,

their watchful eyes,

always over us,

following each and every step

till our bitter end.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

As you must know, I love a strong rhyming riff & here yours puts the emphasis on the message more than the rhyme, which is just a snappy accompaniment. Sometimes a riff will have more mystical passages than meaningful ones. But this is deep & heartfelt & honest, the kind of message that rarely emerges when a poet is too focused on a steady rhyme. I love your message & I’ve felt the same ways much of my life. I spent too much time people-pleasing & not even finding out what my own preferences might be. Now I’ve ditched those who didn’t appreciate my subservient molding to them one bit & I’ve discovered a “me” I didn’t even know was in there! I hope your poem can inspire others to find their truth instead of glomming onto someone else’s shallow example. About 4 stanzas from the end, I think you might mean “in vain” rather than “invane”!??! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Yes I agree I was only saying this the other week to my soul mate partner he thought it very interesting a bit like the Truman show very well written your poem I liked your thoughts and they are mine sometimes