Written by Orin Vee

(The author’s take on the devil. To right of poem: picture of the Devil from Codex.)

Lurking in the darkness
Hidden from your view
Awaits the Puppet Master
To pull the strings for you

Your conscious mind assures you
You are still in full control
For it knows not of the Master
That lies within your soul

All those funny feelings
The ones you can’t explain
Merely gentle tugs of unseen threads
Woven in your brain

A self-made man you’ve made yourself
A fortune and a fame
But you’re really only a playing piece
In the Puppet Master’s game

So if you’re feeling lucky
Remember, nothing’s left to chance
For without the puppet’s master
The puppet would not dance
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