Neoma the marionette dangled on trite puppeteer’s strings
Endlessly performing on minimum wage she deserved better
Why does this circus enslave me for such trivial performance
Beware of what you wish for her ventriloquist commanded
Enigma will be your nemesis and the show must proceed
Go with the flow wriggle don’t bite the hand that feeds you
In your place now for my belly speaks volumes of truth
Never in a long line of dolls had there been a need to speak
Naïve and mute was the fare at the fairground of pleasure
Impervious approval and ancestry demanded golden silence
Novel contortions and knee jerks must stay aphonic and dumb
Gutted however Neoma listened to a nascent innocent voice
Severed ties of discomfort and captured extrovert speech
29th January 2021
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