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Puppets

July 2, 2010
By Sam Dickinson BRONZE, Johns Creek, Georgia
Sam Dickinson BRONZE, Johns Creek, Georgia
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Are not we all simply vessels of wood
Pulled by tactful strings
Eased every which way they desire?

Are not we powerless
Unable to overthrow the influence of every
Little shred of evidence as to why
This is wrong?

Are not we spoken for
In the gazes that say everything
In the eyes that meet you and tremble
In the hollow laughter

We are nothing but shells
Failures forgotten
To sink deep in the ocean of time
And disappear.

The author's comments:
I sat down and really thought about how we interact in this world.

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