Puppet friends

His friends told him
What tongues say
How tongues
wag
Each move to play
They pioneer poison
For a puppet man
Man with no features
mold with no plan
And dare i shirk
The self i see
Of all the places
he could be
Paris, Montecarlo
venice, or wales
Men with no vision
make empty sales
what's in your basket
I ask with my pillar
Foundations met
with gluttonous
filth
And as my ears
tweak
his ease deliver
i fear a man lost
a mothers milk

Otatade Iseghohi Okojie