The Game

The game you think glamorous and wonderful

It is not really, it is dangerous.

Watch these poppets bit carefully

Their dance is quite similar.

Note their reins.

Do you want to know? Why?

Who is behind the scene?

I am afraid,

What will happen to you if you don’t like to be a poppet?

He is clever and you are a consumer for him

And he knows only how to make profit.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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