Humans Not Tools

A Magician we see Standing so tall Using his magic To hypnotize all Sitting beside him A High Priestess of power Pretty as a picture Soft as a flower Her lady, her for The Empress of worlds Lavish surroundings Exquisitely pearl The Empresses man So high and respected Emperor of worlds Or so as elected An old man of knowledge The Hierophant so wise Ask what you will He'll tell you lies Two people in love The Lovers embrace A candle lit evening Lust just a trace The evening then ends The Lovers elope In the Chariot of emotions Only each other devote Justice comes forth Our decider of fate Who'll die with honour Who'll die with hate The Hermit an example From loneliness so deep A fear that his reality Will make him take that leap Then some of us are lucky The Wheel of Fortune spins free They live a life of happiness In perminate luxury Then some people although Are born with natural Strength They fight for their happiness Who ever they're against Other people will fall They become a Hanged Man Their soul is slowly dieing Forever eternally damned Death some do call this It's why we have been born For each and every person Eventually will mourn Then Temperance calls an order For the peace must remain Life she states is serious Not some childish little game The Devil begins to laugh You silly silly fool All lives that are living Are my personal playing tools The Tower is my saviour My evil evil abode Unwanted souls dwell there So stay out of my road Yet far up above A Star is shining bright Filling up that darkness With a spiritual white light The Moon is always watching Helping us to see Preventing us from falling A hero he must be Then the Sun begins to shine In every person's heart The good bad or evil Their never far apart Judgement then prevails In all of our lives As a woman has a husband Or man has a wife This is how people See the World today So full of hard decisions Never time to play So just maybe we all are Seen as simple Fools Hopefully you realise We're humans not tools This poem is how I see the major cards of the tarot And the very 1st poem I wrote