I asked her once. And got two answers. Neither cost her a thing, But the Taste of the puppeteers string. “We interrupt this program for some, breaking news. To ensure our fair truth gets, all the views. We'll have more at the, top of the hour, so here's our scoop on, influential power.” “Meeting room. Honey’d talks.” “Same sixteen men, counting stocks.” If they win, the game was fair If they lose, we stole it, Square. “In the courts, all sides are brawling.” “The Justice's lips are tightly stalling,” Same crass mouths. Same screaming lungs. Same bitter taste. Same lashing tongues. And not one throat goes hoarse. Puppet String Don't look Don't scream Keep it down Swallow clean “That didn't happen” “Was never us” “It wasn't wrong” “Don't make a fuss” “It's Not important” “It's Not our fault” “It can’t be helped” “That's character assault!” Now convince yourself that's the Truth. “Driveway. Group chat. Christmas dinner.” “Last words. Family blocked. Such a winner.” If their guy winks, his eyes are hurting But our man blinks, so he Must be flirting If their crowd chants, it's to support our Boys When our crowd chants, they call it civic noise If their witness lies, that's human error If ours speak the truth, it's tactical terror! And not one tongue tastes the guilt. Puppet String Don't look Don't scream Keep it down Swallow clean “That didn't happen” “Was never us” “It wasn't wrong” “Don't make a fuss” “It's Not important” “It's Not our fault” “It can’t be helped” “That's character assault!” Now convince yourself that's still true! “Bar Stool, Five o'clock, Jukebox off,” “Dirty glass, stale drinks, smokers cough.” State courthouse, onscreen, trusted when it wins Same court, lost to us, is abolished for its sins, Their man's actions must have good intent Our man's same act, they call him “Malcontent!” “You know, the true value of loyalty,” “Is the power, the control, the immunity!” And not one mouth would speak up. "Reports have returned with contradictory evidence. Real Truth is a construct consistently contested. Our Truth should be enough to trust. Their Truth is unholy, unclean, unjust! Don't believe us? That's such a waste. Speak our Truth for the sweetest Taste.” She's not confused - just playing the part She wasn't fooled - they just hit their mark Nobody handed her a script to read She learned the room, the right ways to bleed... “Say the line and get the nod” “Speak the truth, become a fraud” They never had to pay her a dollar, Antipathy comes with its own Collar. And she doesn't even see the strings. Coffee's gone cold on the kitchen table She says it never happened the way they said. I put the screenshots in her hand I said there's their names, the date, the bed. She said that could never be them, I said I know you were raised better. She smiled and said don't start... I watched her drink lies down for later, “That didn't happen” “Was never us” “It wasn't wrong” “Don't make a fuss” “It's Not important” “It's Not our fault” “It can’t be helped” “That's character assault!” Now convince yourself that's always been true! She stood and turned, The strings rose with her, I asked, “Is that it, is that really your truth?” “Why is there a stranger's voice in your speech?” A bitter sigh wheezed from her lips, Her strings went slack, brief moments... Her mouth opened as if to speak for herself... But no sounds came, the strings stirred, Then she left the room without a word...
