life is, but a stage
with ever changing settings
of which, the only unchanged things
are the raging flames, burning below one's feet
and the soothing feathers, drifting above one's head
the lead actor is non other than you
a puppet controlled, by not 1, but 2 puppeteer
the angel, being the kind creature it's meant to be,
never pull the strings too hard, allowing one some space to breath
the devil, on the other hand, never fail to seize the moment,
to pull the strings as hard as he can, trying to pull the puppet away,
to have it for himself alone
Monday, March 15, 2010
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