November 9, 2018

Mindless Puppet

By emtwytte

They pluck your strings so expertly.
They wind you up like toys.
Until these grown adults become
Unruly girls and boys.
Their inflammatory language
Manipulates your fears.
Must you stay a mindless puppet
Or can you keep your reason clear?

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