Puppets and Masters

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916 Central Hills Lane Hyattsville, MD
United States
38° 54' 7.7616" N, 76° 53' 27.5676" W
I am blind in this world
 
because no one wishes for me to see
 
My ears remain deaf
As no one has come to tell me
 
My words stay unspoken
as no one will ask me the questions
 
My questions,
 
are pushed away
 
As subject change
 
I too am forced to
 
As people passing and grow
 
I am forced to stay as I am
 
Blind.
 
Deaf.
 
Unspoken.
 
and Ignored
 
As I am and other face, crafted to be
 
Another body, with strings wired tight
 
Another puppet
 
The Masters remain tall
 
remain big
 
Their fingers still flicker
 
As they move us
 
Their words
 
Remain hurtful
 
Remain cold
 
And their souls remain untouched
 
As for now, they cannot be reached
 
But one day.
 
I day distant
 
and far away
 
One day.
 
The Masters will fall
 
And we puppets may roam free
 
To sadly,
 
become like them.
 
The Masters
 
 
 
 
 

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