PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

You hear the echoes of the angels

who have left us wandering the streets aimlessly

never stopping at stop signs

or stoplights

Never stopping for fear of falling behind

So we fall into limbo with the rest of the world

we are all puppets

masked to others perfection

with the perception others view us with

we are no longer humans

we are toys that others only use when they want to

and then we are left abandoned when they are through

we are actors

in this messed up movie

with crappy roles and costumes

with fake smiles and fake tears

Along with fake emotions mixed with hatred for other races