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The Tragedy of Marionette Onu

The cameras flickered all over the place But to only one direction were they intended The figure that stood like a sculpture Like displayed gold that everyone tried to get a glimpse Marionette onu! The big heroine She was known for her big charity works Helping millions of the needy people out there Establishing schools, hospitals, care centers for the old And the praises spread like the harmattan winds Across the world her name filled many parts Shopping centers, public vehicles were named after her Even the children born at her age followed suit She was outstanding, elegant and admirable She was a role model, someone to be looked up to Many inspiration materials were written by her On this very fine day she received many awards And everyone agreed that she deserved the honours Marionette onu beamed to the cameras And at that moment everything else seized to exist What people didn't know was that she was a misery No one had tried to unravel the true marionette onu She was not whom they thought she was Inside she was a broken being And slowly she was fading, falling deeper into her sorrows Many seasons passed and as her name spread further Marionette onu seized to exist with each passing day She was too scared to talk to anyone Least they discover her fears and weaknesses And just like that she got weaker inside Although on the outside she was the heroine marionette onu She strived to keep the title And with that she dug the hole deeper And just one morning she couldn't take it anymore She wore her best attire applied makeup And all ready and set up she hanged herself Till today the death of marionette is still a misery No matter which angle people try to view it It is still a knot untied The death of marionette onu A history to be taken down to generations It was a tragedy An unknown tragedy

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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