Toy Poem by Cris Ben

i am not childish
you were the child
i was your toy
you were a lonely boy
i gave you one string of mine
you played me fine and
that made you smile
for that joyous moment
so i gave you another
and you were delighted
i could tell you were loving it
moving me by your fingertips
up and down, side to side
then i gave you more
i was already dancing
i wanted to dance more
so i gave you my all
you were elated and so was i
until you learnt all my tricks
until you learnt how boredom felt
even when you kept me by your side
you have never once again smiled
i had never danced anymore
so o snapped the strings on your fingers
because now that i have learnt dancing
i want to dance more
then you thought i was broken
i started to rise and walk away
that's when your eyes suddenly opened
you were scared and bewildered
you ran and left in a split second
you thought i was a ghost
yet i was still just this puppet you once played
and you were still the hands
that once became my master
and never stayed.