Below is the poem entitled No Puppet to a Lie which was written by poet
Fraser. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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My name is heard in certain circles,
and its not the best of news;
There's tales of things I've never done,
even things I'd never choose.
But they like to paint their own picture,
of who I'm supposed to be;
Is their life so very empty,
that they have to pick on me?
I guess I'm the new kid on the block,
and I really didn't have a choice;
When I tried to set the record straight,
it was like I never had a voice.
They laugh and snicker at their own lies,
and the vicious circle grows;
They will believe what they want to anyway,
but the truth only God and I will know.
So I'll let them slander if they choose to,
but I'll hold my head up high;
For I know my conscience will be clear,
and never be a puppet to a lie.