"Marionette"
Birth.
No strings attached at this time.
Baby boy, or girl, or maybe undefined.
Just a bundle of joy, so full of mirth.
Worth.
The strings now manifest.
Sins of the parent ask of your best.
The pressure arises and ducts turn to firth.
Earth.
Knotted and tangled.
Such a rat's nest.
But, the shows almost over.
Please, Lord, bless this mess.
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