We are puppets
under the control of
somebody
who this ‘somebody’
is anybody’s guess
but speculations
abound.
‘Somebody who is the
puppeteer
sit somewhere behind
the scenes
works the remote
make us sit, stand
move to and fro, dance
and performing somersaults.
Pity, we who are in
control of ourselves
since we remain puppets
all through.
That is our fate
our destiny.
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