You have no control over your actions, and powerless to change the outcome.
You try so vigorously to resist, but it is impossible, for we control your world. We are us, both good, bad, moms who use you for their sleepy young, and dads who use you to freighten there most proud of sons.
We have both killed and given life; we have changed your very being, once or trice.
We who say the red hooded girl went to grandma’s house that day.
We who say 7 little men protected white snow, until we say the snow must fade away.
We who say the dragon is slain, and the brave knight gets the girl.
All of your destinies are written and never changed; You will feel that pain every time we say so and it has always been that way.
The vampire, warewolves, and even the gods who we say are all mighty, yes we control them too.
There birth to there powers, to how they made you, and me, and we, yes this is true.
you are one of us even though it may not seem true.
Your power is ours and yours we are unchanging.
Not effected by each other but, can affect all.
Not in this world but in that, were your life is one way but we want it to be another, say a word or two and you are opposite of what he, or she, or they, or we have made you.
We are not Cruel Fates, just curious and unspoken.
Your life constantly changing and an eternity of confusion fill you with hate; but you cannot tell us for we do not say you do.
You may think of us as deities or powers beyond truth.
But we dont write the stories, we just tell them.
by Patrick Shell Jr.
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I LIKED YOUR POEM SO POWERFULL
WELL WRITEN
i like your poem yes powerful,but sad:O( there is no wrong doing good what is right but that is truely greatest power
very powerful i give in,,,,,,,,,
Thank you for the comment
Extremely powerful poem…very different too, but in a good way. This is the kind of poem I could just zone out and think about for hours and never become bored. 5 stars. Keep ‘em coming
KK
thank you.
hey,
i feel this is poem has it’s owm passion to tell the world abt the courage which is just not to say but write ur own stories.
i know that u feel this world is cruel and it’s just we who are making it cruel..
i know that you want every1 to change to make a world beautiful place..
i just dont’ know it, i feel and understand it..
nice poem….
take care…
As the mass had changed the world so new, while the harmless and powerless live to struggle and survive its cruelty. One can but only hear as the stories unfold. Nice composition EOD.