The Puppet by Tracey George Nov 2009
Pull my strings, and i will obey,
poor puppet has'nt a choice today,
cos if i dont you will yell away,
like a disturbed and tortured child.
Ive said my vows, now that i am yours,
but don't dictate to me my chores,
my life is mine to rearrange,
these strings are mine to play,
Pull my strings and i will dance
i have to jig and i have to prance
to your very will, i heed your way
and never have the chance to say.
How i really feel, How you hurt my heart,
when you dictate to me, and control my part
in our everyday little family
a slave for all from day to day.
Freedom Of Speech Has Long
January 18, 2012, 6:07 pm
Freedom of speech has long been lost on the Internet and everywhere else. There are none more imprisoned than those who believe they are free.
We have never been free; not yet, not on this Earth.