Puppets In Their Joy

Puppets glow in their ignorant joy entertain their frivolous master taking orders without knowledge singing without musical tones dancing obscene rhythms of love Their life is one of manipulation their duty one of foolish loyalty what the world says matters less theirs is to live and toe duty lines the rest is simply public opinion Such beings are sly bio-transplants those that exist for others’ wills act cynically without brain damage see with eyes that see not reality hear only genetically modified news Surely the best puppets are not made in industries, workshops and cottages go to puppet shops they are missing in glass houses of ones with glass eyes they are born without any birth-days But commitments continue unabated ignorant joy without accountability loyalty to manipulators without sense birth to the world without birthdays and shameful death without funerals