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The Puppet and the Puppeteer

The Puppet and the Puppeteer
By: Adam M. Snow

By my strings you control me,
By your hands I dance.
I have no life of my own;
I am lost in a trance.

You sway me left
You sway me right.
You carved me of oak;
You paint me white.

Your voice is mine,
I don't speak.
The children laugh
When I shriek.

You are my maker,
I am your toy.
I do whatever you want,
It is your joy.

Use me for enjoyments,
I splinter each day.
I have no feelings,
I'm rotting away.

poem by Adam M. Snow
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Puppet

Puppet
By: Adam M. Snow

I am a puppet to those who use me;
for they know not what my curse may be.
All I want is for my strings to be cut;
but instead my eyes are sealed shut.

I'm hanging by strings for their entertainment;
for I am evermore bound in containment.
Who am I to be called their puppet;
though my essence cannot forget.

Day by day these strings grow tight;
day by day I try not to fight.
Although I'm stuck and cannot move;
now there's nothing else for me to prove.

I am a puppet;
yet I can't deny it.
Although I have become one with these strings;
all I wish is to spread my wings.

poem by Adam M. Snow
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The puppet

I am not your puppet
You can’t pull my strings

I will only dance
To the tunes that I play

Arms and legs sometimes freeze
I can’t pull my own strings
Paralysed by fear

I am the puppet
And the puppeteer

So I take a knife
And I cut those strings

They were holding me back
But now my spirit soars free

I lose myself in the rhythm
Of the up tempo beat
As I clap my hands
And stamp my feet

Anne Deborah Morgan
October 2009

poem by Anne Morgan
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This Is The Politics In My Country....

every one is fond
of puppets in a string,

one master puppeteer
throws mud to another master puppeteer

a watcher never likes
a puppet on a string
and wants to see the face
not of the prince puppet
but the manipulator of the
puppet behind a stage
in the dark,

no one likes to be a puppet,
but everyone here is a puppet

no one likes to be himself then
but everyone here is
themselves all puppets in a string

the king that you see there
has a puppeteer

the king who loves a queen
is not really the king but the puppeteer

i like not to be anyone's puppet
so you see

listen to me, it is really really bad
to simply be

a poet.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Young New Mexican Puppeteer

In a town near albequerqe
Lived a most concerned young boy
He said lately I have noticed
Folks dont live with peace and joy
With frowns and worry on their faces
Theyre lost and dont know where to go
He said Ill get the people straightened
By putting on a puppet show
The young new mexican puppeteer
He saw the people all lived in fear
He thought that maybe theyd listen to
A puppet telling them what to do
You know he got some string and he got some wood
He did some carving and he was good
And folks came running so they could hear
The young new mexican puppeteer
First he carved out young abe lincoln
Abe will teach em civil rights
Then a king named martin luther
So theyd recall his peacefull fight
Old mark twain, his wit and wisdom
Will surely show them life is fun
But he smiled with satisfaction
When the prince of peace was done
The young new mexican puppeteer
He saw the people all lived in fear
He thought that maybe theyd listen to
A puppet telling them what to do
You know he got some string and he got some wood
He did some carving and he was good
And folks came running so they could hear
The young new mexican puppeteer
Now his puppet shows were clever
And he made the people laugh
When he got across the message
To walk along lifes open path
They built him his own puppet theatre
Decked out with spotlights yellow and red
And then they wrote him up in all the papers
And this is what the story said
It said...
The young new mexican puppeteer
He saw the people all lived in fear
He thought that maybe they would listen to
A puppet telling them what to do
You know he got some string and he got some wood
He did some carving and he was good
And folks came running so they could hear
The young new mexican puppeteer
[repeat]

song performed by by Tom Jones
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Sway

Sway into the dance
Sway into the music
Sway into the life
Sway into the romance

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Hips Sway

Not the harsh sunshine
Cast soft dusk ambers instead
Brow furroughs not be shown
Let only clarity be read
Sway. Just sway

Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway

And like the road
That tells of no fatalities
Let me fool you one more time
Nievete travels smooth-Just fine
When you're with me
Sway Just sway

Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway

Let the sweet of my lips
Linger on your finger tips
Longer than the rational of time
Not trying to keep you
Not trying to make you mine
Sway. Just sway

Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway

So when the night shadows
No longer move my way
Persuaded you can not be
Not even one more day
Impaled I will not be
Instead retreat to mountain tops
To face the sky and say
Remember how we used to sway

Close your eyes now
Sway.
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway

poem by Atty Davis
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Why

Why
By: Adam M. Snow

What have you done! ?
Another scar carved into your flesh,
The feelings of lost and betrayal haunts you,
You lay now in a pool of red,
Your life is gone, you're now dead.
What have you done! ?
Your flesh is cold,
Not a life in you,
Not a memory to hold.
What have you done! ?

poem by Adam M. Snow
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Lets Dance

Lets dance
Lets dance
Lets dance, put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Lets dance, to the song theyre playin on the radio
Lets sway, while colour lights up your face
Lets sway, sway through the crowd to an empty space
If you say run, Ill run with you
And if you say hide, well hide
Because my love for you
Would break my heart in two
If you should fall
Into my arms
And tremble like a flower
Lets dance
Lets dance
Lets dance, for fear your grace should fall
Lets dance, for fear tonight is all
Lets sway, you could look into my eyes
Lets sway, under the moonlight, this serious moonlight
And if you say run, Ill run with you
And if you say hide, well hide
Because my love for you
Would break my heart in two
If you should fall
Into my arms
And tremble like a flower
Lets dance
Lets dance
Lets dance, put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Lets dance, to the song were playing
Lets sway
Lets sway, under the moonlight, this serious moonlight
Lets dance
Lets
Lets
Lets
Lets sway
Lets
Lets dance lets dance lets dance lets dance lets dance
Lets dance
Lets sway
Lets sway
Lets dance lets dance lets dance lets dance lets dance
Lets dance
Lets dance

song performed by by David Bowie
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Sway

I sway with the music
its beat thrumming
thrumming
beating so loud
i can feel it in my heart
my feet stamp
my hands twirl

i sway
with the music
the words are lost
in the music
all around me
bodies swaying
like me

i sway
i close my eyes
and feel the beat
pulsing
the lights in my eyelids
glow
a myriad of colors

i sway
twirling
spinning
rocking
stampi ng
swaying
with the music
the beat

i sway
i open my eyes
to see
i am alone
on the dance floor
one minute
in shocked silence
everyone staring
i close my eyes
and

i sway

Written in 2006

poem by Margot Wolfersberger
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I Am The Man

i am the man
who has a puppet
under the
control of my strings

the children watch
and they all
enjoy
that is something
too funny

the old people
including the middle aged
understand
this reality

they do not laugh anymore
they are angry
to the world that they live in
they are the puppets
of someone who holds the
strings of their
lives.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Puppet Boy

Wake up puppet boy!
Get up puppet boy
You got a job to do
Even so youre free to go
Where your master tells you to
Listen puppet boy
Before you disobey
Consider that the strings attached
Could make a big change in your ways
Puppet boy
Its the little things that count
Little problems little minds
Little points of view
Puppet boy
Its the little things add up
Getting bigger pull the trigger
Little things like you
Stand up puppet boy
Time to start the show
Youd better do some brand new moves
They paid a lot to watch you go
No!
Whats that puppet boy
Dont tell me what to do
Whats that puppet boy
Im not a freak like you
Whats that puppet boy
Ill move when I want to
I cant hear you puppet boy
Now dance dance dance
Stay out of bed
Unless you wanna get wet
Im a boy not a toy
And Im not through yet
Stay out of bed
Unless you wanna get wet
Now wake up puppet boy
Listen puppet boy
Youre not a robot slave
Consider that no strings attached
Could ever make you misbehave
Puppet boy
Its the little things in life
Little problems little minds
Little points of view
Puppet boy
Its the little things that count
Getting bigger pull the trigger
Little things like you
Now wake up puppet boy!

song performed by by Devo
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We Wont Dance

We wont dance no more
We wont shine out on the floor
We wont sway the band wont play
We wont dance
I kid you not we were hot
When the weekend came wed dance non-stop
No jitterbug no substitute
No twist and turn no crasha nd burn
Could top us two
We wont dance no more
We wont shine out on the floor
We wont sway the band wont play
We wont dance
As I dipped you down in your yellow dress
Wed brush the floor in a slow caress
As minutes turned to a rising sun
Wed leave the day to rest
Our dancing done
We wont dance no more
We wont shine out on the floor
We wont sway the band wont play
We wont dance
If I were God and controlled what is
Id steal your shoes so you couldnt dance with his
Well Im not all that I could be
But youll never dance with him
The way you danced with me
We wont dance no more
We wont dance no more
Well Im not all that I could be
But youll never dance with him
The way you danced with me
We wont dance no more
We wont shine out on the floor
We wont sway the band wont play
We wont dance
We wont dance no more
We wont shine out on the floor
We wont sway the band wont play
We wont dance

song performed by by Vince Gill
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The Lovers Last Dance

With rain and storm it crosses the line
Screeching brakes screams,
Shattered glass so fine,
Silence but, for a spinning wheel
As spirits rise hold hands and kneel.

Your body attracts the moonlight,
The stars shine on so bright
May I have this dance?
.
Shall we
Dance an angel dance,
In a lovers trance as kin
To the sway of the foxtrot,
And I’ve got you under my skin.
Entwine with me, vibe the rhythm of life
Soothing the senses, with feelings run rife.
Dance angel dance,
Thru rainbows silver mist,
Swirling with tear coloured clouds
Just to be kissed.
We dance on, up, high in the sky,
A new dance is nigh.
Strauss has provided the last waltz of wonder,
As powerful to compare to dancing thunder.
When we reach heaven with steps guided true
Believe me,
You’ll know that for ever
I will always
Love you

poem by Ken e Hall
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Unspoken

Unspoken
By: Adam M. Snow

You torment me with your bladed tongue;
if only you knew my life is left unsung.
Now I am broken;
blind, and left unspoken;
with my dreams shattered by you;
for now I know not what to do.

I am left with a voice of silence;
all alone in the distance.
My words I want to say remains unspoken;
for I wonder, 'Will I ever be unbroken? '
Your words still scorn my soul;
for it feels that I am left to rot in this hole.
You showed me your heart of ice;
yet I ask, 'Is my life the price? '

Your bladed tongue pierced my heart;
all because of you, I have fallen apart.
You speak of broken truth;
yet you say I am uncouth.
You push me away and call me a freak;
for all you have done, now silence is what I speak.

I am a ghost with words left unspoken;
standing over my essence, shattered and broken.
Your words are torment;
is this not your intent?
I am tainted by your selfishness;
for my feelings I cannot express.
I am broken because of you;
I only wish you knew.

poem by Adam M. Snow
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Let's Dance (feat. David Bowie)

LIVE DUET WITH DAVID BOWIE
(D. Bowie, J. Lee)
Producer: Terry Britten
Albums: Live In Europe (88)
Hey baby, won't you take a chance?
If you wanna, you can have a dance
Let's dance, let's dance
Do the twist and shout, mashed potato too
Any old dance that you wanna do
Let's dance, let's dance
Hey baby, now you're all alone
Hey baby, let me walk you home
Let's dance, let's dance
Do the twist and shout, mashed potato too
Any old dance that you wanna do
Let's dance, let's dance
Let's dance
Put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Let's dance
Dance to the song they're playing on the radio
Let's sway
While colour lights up your face
Let's sway
Sway through the crowd to an empty space
If you say run, I'll run with you
If you say hide, we'll hide
Watch my love for you
It would break my heart in two
If you should fall into my arms
And tremble like a flower
Let's dance
Let's dance
Let's dance, let's dance
Let's dance, let's dance

song performed by by Tina Turner
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A Puppet On A String

A puppet on a string is all that you are,
And all that you ever will be
Your told what to hear and what to say
And you're even told what you can believe.
You are not free as you were once before
As you gave that and your dignity away
Now you are told where to go and what to wear
And you were even told to change your name.
Your watched and not trusted wherever you go
And you must ask permission to leave
And that is the life that you chose for yourself
Now for you there is only shame and pity.

You're a puppet on the string as that is you
Your puppeteer tells you how to act
He tells you what to cook and when to sleep
And when to bed him and how to react,
But what can you do, as you have nowhere to go
Everyone knows of your lying and your ways
Your own daughters are confused because of you
Now they will be like you in their own adult days.
You changed your hair and you changed your name
Because your master commanded you to
To make him happy is what you want to do best
But sadly this situation for you isn't new.

You're a puppet on the string that's all that I hear
Wherever you might go or what you might say
You walk in the footsteps your master placed for you
And you will walk them until your dying days.
Your strings are pulled and then you will walk
Your strings are pulled and then you will obey
Your strings are pulled and then you will answer
And that's how you will be from day unto day.
No truth or loyally does your master have for you
Not even a vow to GOD or a wedding ring
But you never expect or accepted them anyway
As all that you are, is but a puppet on a string.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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The Players Ask For A Blessing On The Psalteries And On Themselves

Three Voices [together]. Hurry to bless the hands that play,
The mouths that speak, the notes and strings,
O masters of the glittering town!
O! lay the shrilly trumpet down,
Though drunken with the flags that sway
Over the ramparts and the towers,
And with the waving of your wings.
First Voice. Maybe they linger by the way.
One gathers up his purple gown;
One leans and mutters by the wall --
He dreads the weight of mortal hours.
Second Voice. O no, O no! they hurry down
Like plovers that have heard the call.
Third Voice. O kinsmen of the Three in One,
O kinsmen, bless the hands that play.
The notes they waken shall live on
When all this heavy history's done;
Our hands, our hands must ebb away.
Three Voices [together]. The proud and careless notes live on,
But bless our hands that ebb away.

poem by William Butler Yeats
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My Mind is a White Canvas

My Mind is a White Canvas
By: Adam M. Snow

The silence mellowed out the loudest noise conceived,
And I wonder all that I've deceived.
I dreamt all that I could dream up till now;
My mind draws blank, a white canvas what's shown.
I lost all hope to this once eternal vow,
And of this heart my voice now groan.
It is what I said, that and furthermore;
I've lost all hope of my now untimely lore.

poem by Adam M. Snow
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You Can Dance If You Want To

we can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
Cause your friends dont dance
And if they dont dance
Well they're no friends of mine
Say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Because you're one far behind
We can dance
We can go where we want to
The night is young and so am i
And we can dress real neat
From out hats to our feet
Then surprise them with a big trick ride
Say, we can act if we want to
If we dont, nobody will
And you can act real rude
And totally removed
And i can act like an imbusil
Say, we can dance
We can dance
Everything's outta control
We can dance
We can dance
We're doing it more and more
We can dance
We can dance
Everybody look at your hands
We can dance
We can dance
Everybody's taking the cha-nce
It's safe to dance
Oh well, it's safe to dance
Yes, it's safe to dance
We can dance if we want to
We've got all your life and mine
As long as we abuse it
Never gonna lose it
Everything will work out right
I say, we can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
Because your friends dont dance
And if they dont dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can dance
We can dance
Everything's outta control
We can dance
We can dance
We're doing it more and more
We can dance
We can dance
Everybody look at your hands
We can dance
We can dance
Everybody's taking the cha-ance
Well, it's safe to dance
Yes, it's safe to dance
Well, it's safe to dance
Oh well, it's safe to dance
Ah yes, it's safe to dance
Well, it's safe to dance
It's safe to dance
It's safe to dance

song performed by by Men At Work
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Mayakoothan-Thirukulandhai

No wonder Thee swing joyfully in and away
For Thee know well, the cause is Thyself
Plus and minus so sway as Thee dance and sway

In Thou heart's locket is verdant Thy conscience
Hinging Alarmelmangai is blushing shared
Thou Kausthuba too jingles in coherence

And Lord, it's Thee so playing
For pining Kulandhaivalli, much longing for Thee
All-knowing Thee betroths to Thyself her embracing

Thy consorts so nestled in Thou heart
Thee seat them right and left
Then atonce hasten to slay an evil spirit

Thou mother-in-law freed from slayed Asmasuran
Ecstatic Thee dance and dance on the dead demon
Happy thence, known to us Mayakoothan

In this travelling cosmos the ominous Saturn
Spins in Thy hold per Thy ruling destiny
Melody and melancholy, Thine rhythmic pattern
Plus and minus so sway as Thee dance and sway

poem by Indira Renganathan
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