Who is it
that has us dancing
at their fingertips
under their control
who is it
that decides
who must stay
and who must go
And what is it,
that can
throw our lives about
mercilessly
much like being trapped in an undertow
who has the right to
take our dear ones
but leave us behind
what is this thing
called fate
destiny, & God
who is it
that can be so cold?
it sickens us
to think
theres someone out there like that
and what must we do
to be free
of this sickening puppet dance?
If we cut our own strings
can we,
finally
stretch out our wings
and fly away
or will we become lifeless
cold
our punishment
for questioning fate.
please tell me what you think. Sorry it's spaced weird. I can't figure out computers.
ReplyDeleteThis poem is very, well I was going to say inspiring, but if you dont make the freedom choice, its not. But I loved the puppet comparison, because it so true. People give up and think its just fate, which is like the hands, and let their bad things control them and dont try to change them. Or if it is a physical person, they still think its fate thats controlling them. That or they think its how god intended it, so they dont try to fight back.
ReplyDeleteand why didnt you title this?
Thanks, and to answer your question, i couldn't think of one. Suggestions?
ReplyDeletewow...I should expect such a metaphysical poem from someone who is into Japanese theology/philosophy but still...wow. This is the central question for questioning God etc...if you choose to believe in the totality of free choice does that mean that you will achieve freedom or will you simply sever your tie to your destiny that has been chosen for you by some greater presence? LOVE IT...as far as titles go, it reminds me of a line from the Shakespeare play "As You Like It" that says "all the world is a stage and all the men and women merely players" so I might title it "Merely Players" or "A Response to Jaques" (the character who utters the line)...just a thought.
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