Strings and sticks
holding
About their wrists
about their feet
You command
"dance!"
they do
Its fear
You tell them it's love
Of course
Writing their verse
Sticks & strings
holding
Tighten the grip
You believe
In love with control
Influence and such things
Tightly holding on
To something
You see
like a stage
A performance
entertainment
purposed

The one above you
Sees you

Puppets are toys
And toys are for children
Showing
Yourself a child
Playing
Until the toys,
The children,
The grass,
The air,
The food,
The dirt are useless
Ruining
What does not
belong to you