Sunday, 29 April 2012

A prisoner of trust

Shakespeare had it right after all,
The world is a stage,
And all the 'children' actors,
Merely puppets
Of the true directors
They, who don't
Pay us in money
But in love and hope
And sanctuary
Make us sign
A bond without reading
And we became a slave
To their heeding
We can't do but comply
For they hold our strings
Not with their hands or mind
But with the all too expected cry
'we gave you the love, the hope, the joys,
Now it's your turn to comply'
And we bound in shackles
Of love and hope
A prisoner of trust
Never free to go...

The trust is astounding
The believe, unbelievable
We are but in debt
To dare unforgivable
For it I they who brought us to life
And hence they,
Wo have a right to decide
Our goals, our aims,
Our fate, our life,
And we bound in shackles of love and hope
A prisoner of trust
Never free to go
A prisoner of trust
Never free to go...

1 comment:

  1. I LOVE THIS
    and because i've been trawling through your poetry and loving your writing :) i've nominated you for the versatile blogger award! Please please please accept this award!!
    Rules are on my homepage x

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