Puppets
Created unwarned , crying unharm
naked and cold but pleases the mother with charm.
Unconditional love , bearing the risk of hatred
creating memories but heart felt regret.
Live or die decision should be made
wrong choice the price should be paid.
Strings were attached as the little one grow,
the price is too high as he chose to crawl.
Living like a puppet but he chose to grow
no one knows but the master control.
It will end and everyone will go away ,
when the master cut the strings and throw away.
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