The Puppet
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Pity the puppet!
For not wicked is she,
But unjustly a victim
Of master's decree.
And pity the master!
For puppet he is too,
Though with much power,
Thus unaware that 'tis true.
And his master,
A puppet as well!
Are not we all
Just under a spell?
So who not is puppet,
but master of all?
So high we must climb;
take care not to fall!
And here we arrive;
Lo, and behold,
That the master of all,
In crown made of gold,
Is not of man,
But an entity so great
That he fills hearts below
Not with a hate
But a love for the corporation.
Worship it, worship it! Take no surprise,
Less you will find
'Tis not a god, but demon in disguise.