Puppets On A Strang

once there was.
and then and now.
and just and soon
misanthropia.
the losers purge away.
clever creeps find ways,
seeming like a
self-destrucctive-legend.
years and years
and heroes stumble,
play their part in the game.
might win as well.
hey you puppets on a strang
hey you play your game again.
play it with proud.
or without.
rising and falling.
of heroines and heroes.
don't feel happy
but try to seem so
the kings of the clowns play
for the clowns of the king.
hang stumbling in the air
when they fall, there's
a company of wolves...
waiting.
but their armes and their feet and...
press their skills out of their skins...
strings for scissors.
scissors and strangs.