we must keep our wits about us
to see the enemy on the monochromatic page
he smiles like friends
extends grace just like friends.
how to pick the evil, know the evil,
masquerading as kindness?
You must at least know you are in a game
to play the game,
sad to be in the game & not know it,
to believe the shadow, follow blindly,
act the part, pulled, prodded by the invisible strings.
A marionette that dances through the scenes
until one day, no warning,
pulled from the stage,
a pawn in a perpetual chess game.