He puts us in a box that we can't get out from
Frames us anyway that he likes
With every picture developed, realization draws closer
And our chances to escape become more and more narrow
Our world is his and he can mend it as he wants to
He willfully ignores the laws we set up on our own
He steps on all our prized possessions, knowing that they are needed
Far more than he is loved
But with a smile dressed in hope and eyes sparkling with naivety,
He tells us to cheese
And we laugh, making faces
Only to years later, envy the bird that got away.
I can't help but wonder what you are referring to here! I feel sorry for these "people" or "things", they don't know what this "evil person" has in store for them. Could be a reference to many things.
ReplyDeleteMy only suggestion would be to possible title the poem with a slight reference to what it is you are talking about, to give the reader a little clue. You have us guessing!