Marionette Poem by Jorge Alexandre
Marionette
Their thoughts,
Are murderous,
Their tongue,
Speaks death.
Why do they not trust my word;
My phrase, my crafted paragraph.
Am I so bad, so mean,
That you feel the need
Not to trust.
I guess in the end
It never mattered.
Even if I had done
What they claim.
In the end
I would still be rampaged
By the killing
Marionette,
In pain.
Monday, August 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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