A String-Puppet Named Me
Paul is an Engineer. A graduate from a Catholic University. A rebel and a romantic...
Roll out the strings
Here I am. I am your puppet
Make me dance, act or sing.
Ignore my hurts, my pains, and regrets
For I am just a silly puppet
Not worthy of respect
With emotions you will never disect.
Move that thumb and I will smile
Move those fingers and I will walk a mile
Then raise that string and I will wave
The strings have thorns so I behave.
Every night I perform
In front of faceless forms
They laugh so hard when you make me tumble
They laugh so hard when my make believe voice mumbles
You make me do all these mistakes
You make me endure the shame you can’t take.
Puppet master above the curtain
Of who you are…are you certain?
Am I you because you are my voice?
Or you are me because I speak with that voice?
Yes…the string have thorns that’s why I behave
Yes…the strings have made me a master’s slave
But the same strings are wrapped around your fingers
So you bleed as I wave…as I dance…as I linger
But you cannot voice out that cry of pain
For a cry of pain can stop the applause that pours like rain....
So make me tumble…mumble…and wave
For when you do that both you and I are slaves.
Roll out the strings
Here I am. I am your puppet.
Roll out more strings
There is the puppet master. He is also your puppet.
© 2018 Ryan Paul S Balagtas
Comments
Ryan Paul S Balagtas (author) from Philippines on November 20, 2018:
Thanks Tajwer Shaker. Only contentment can cut the strings of modern living that makes us prisoners.
Tajwer Shakir on November 20, 2018:
Its realistic! We all are puppets somewhere somehow. This one is real depiction of the modern life indeed. Very well composed.
Ryan Paul S Balagtas (author) from Philippines on October 19, 2018:
Yes Clive...These days so many things are controlling us...Our bills....the opinion of others....
Clive Williams from Jamaica on October 19, 2018:
Very deep meaning to this. I myself is a puppet. Trying to awake and cut the strings.