Strings That Bind

We mark the International Day for the Abolition of Slavery this day, December 2.

It is easy to become enslaved by obssessions.

Any attachment that pulls too tight becomes a chain.

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Hung marionette on biting wire
Taut, its tugged strings sting –
Darkness pulls, it soon tires
Of endless jolts and swings.

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Contorted in shapes not sought
Dancing in forms, bound tight;
A frayed string, a sudden pause
The grip strengthens with might

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Marionette wakes, it tries to fight
The wires that tug and bind;
Pushes ‘gainst the strings that bite
The mesh that cuts and blinds.

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The barbed strings snap, one by one
Marionette in free fall
Drops to the floor, liberty won
It stands proud, not small.

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