Puppet And Puppeteer Poem by Nancy M. Godfrey

Within the darkest light of day
When minutes stop and seconds
tick slowly away...
Cast behind shadows of gray
Puppet and puppeteer
dance in silent beat-
A double spin in a single
spiral turn...
Twisted threads unseen
hidden by deceit.
Destined to be the role player
in the masterful scripter's game.
Fragile structure of manipulation.
Shattered eyes of glass.
Corpse of sliver wood
Locked in dreadful isolation
Life and death the same.
Marionette conjoined and oppressed
by the master who controls fate.
Tired of the relentless masquerade
Fear has turned to hate...
Dwarfed phantom on a stage
no longer can be possessed.
Puppeteer will soon sleep
Cut the strings of rage
Tears of elusive freedom
weep.