Pipe Flutes

A lament

I’ve spent my life
Dancing to someone else’s tune
Their voices like pipe flutes
Telling me what to do

Whenever I got
The rhythm right
It quickly changed
Just out of spite

I danced until
My feet blistered
Until my knees cracked
And my soul withered

Then one day
I could dance no more
My legs gave way
And I crumbled to the floor



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