Puppets

I’m a Puppet
We all are
Playing a Game
Like a deck of shuffled cards
Good and bad are Our chance
But, in the end, winning isn’t always the way to dance.
Sometimes losing may be an allusion
And so I say, Nomatter how you fair, keep’ a cruising.
A joker card can always be played
Or an Ace  can be drawn, 
But with 5’s or 10’s- still nothing wrong.
Break those ties, be the master.
Puppet Queen the Puppet Dream.
It’s what we’re all after.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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August 9, 2022 at 6:09 PM
We are all puppeteers in our own stage, I really enjoyed your poetry this evening , thank you for sharing, please drop by my poetry and say hello :)
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