Poetry

[Sullivan]

Not bad! I write poems sometimes.

The Puppeteer

You test my wits with tempting guile
Trembling lips and wily smiles
Pull a string, I'll walk a mile
One more time, I'll die a child

Lifting weight and treading tiles
Step by step without much style
Blood is flowing like the nile
Bleeding river filled with bile

Test the ground on every aisle
Cry once more then seal the vial
Throw it out into the pile
Makes you wonder - why the trial?

Puppeteer then stack my file
It'll gather dust awhile
Dump the puppets on an isle
Anything to see you smile

Maybe you can stay awhile?

Then pull a string for one more mile

Then I'll rest upon that isle and you can gather up my vials
Filled with tears from all your trials
Puppeteer - is that your style?