Control Poem by Brian Taylor
Control
Who controls the reins
horse or rider?
The puppet of a thousand strings
or the mind inside her?
Who impels the mind?
The smile
on the face at the front
or ghostly fingers behind?
Who pays the piper
calls the tune.
But he who dines alone
picks up the bill.
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4/25/2024 2:33:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful poem - control. I like it. thanks.