One is a puppet on Your strings
With a switch , one speaks or sings.
Afraid to fall, to Your strings, one clings.
When the role is over, out the puppeteer one flings.

How does one behave, what does one do ?
How long should one really pursue ?
Does one have to work hard,even with a flue ?
What is the level of patience, expected by You?

Armin Dutia Motashaw