Power.
Pawns, everyone of us
Pieces in someone’s unending game
From above they watch us
Who's going to fall next.
They feed us with lies
Fatten us like pigs to be slaughtered
Foolishly we consume
The meal that explodes our stomach
We look up to them,
Really there's no other choice
They hold the key to our survival
Defying them would be eternal suicide
We make them promises
We break them, we suffer
They make us promises
They break them, we apologise
We didn't ask to be pawns
You chose usf or this life
To lure us with false hope, only to watch us fail
Fuelling your ego by bringing us down
But we have no choice but to follow
Because the truth is they own us
They own our money, our health, our peace
And dangle it in front of our eyes
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Tormented Souls And Other Poems
PoetryA look inside the minds of my characters, and my own, through poetry. All poems are original, albeit inspired by many things in this world. I may occasionally write poems about characters from other people's books, in the way that I see them. I will...
