Puppets

The world is a stage!

 

And everyone plays their part.

 

Rich or Poor,

 

Old or young,

 

We’re all part of this game called life.

 

A game…

 

A giant, godly, game of chess!

 

We are either black or white,

 

Just pawns in a game,

 

Fighting an unseen enemy.

 

Who is he?

 

What does he want?

 

Why can we not see whom we are fighting?

 

(quietly getting louder slowly)

 

Pawns…

 

Are we just pawns and knights and rooks?

 

Or do we shape our own lives?

 

 Can we change our destiny?

 

Are we mere puppets?

 

Are we?

 

ARE WE?

(quiet)

 

I am Charlie…

 

Charlie the master…

 

Not the puppet,

 

I will find the truth..

 

I do not fear the dark,

 

 for that is where the truth lies,

 

The truth about this God damned world.

 

THE truth is real…

 

And if you avert your eyes from it… you will always remain…

a puppet…

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We see 5 children staring fixated at Charlie.

 

The stage suddnly changed, a seemless change into a puppet theater with humans being puppete on strings the puppetar is charlie we can see both the pupetere puppets.

The children can now be seen as puppets .