Thursday, November 17, 2011

Laughable

Puppets is how you treat them.
Too high are you expectations.
Drop to their knees to worship,
if the sun is shining- they should be praising.

If something else consumes their mind,
you stand up tall, demand their eyes.

It seems as if they don't care.
That look in your eyes...watch out.
For your wrath; beware.
Revenge for you is worth the lies.
On your tip-toes, does your nose hurt?
So high in the air, watch your step as you are trampling over us.

Comical one would say.
Hilarious they might even shutter.
Your immaturity masked as heartbreak.
Sometimes your ruse is sweeps them under.
The waves of guilt consume their world.
Caught in your undertow; its hard to breathe.

But soon they'll see.
find out this ludicrousness.
Notice your lying tongue and
after all the dark, hurt and lack of love,
We will break out at dawn just like a white pure dove.
And you will be lost- without love.

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