The Narrative of Control

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Photo by Artist Aleksandra Kerzhentceva. Check her out at

is the narrative
of control,
truth be told
not even peace unfolds
within our own minds
let alone
a world closed
to the belief
in the equality
of all shades of people.
From the church steeple
to the migrant’s fields,
blood spills
for what words
could never heal,
could never fill
– as if man
needs to kill
to feel real
– trying to peel back
with a knife
that doesn’t exist.

We are all
to happiness
but thieves
run wild
wanting both
your and my shares.
In a world where
we are all free
to choose right
from wrong,
both the head strong
and the weak
are equally damned;
heavy is the burden
for those
choosing virtue
in the face
of a loaded gun
that answers
to no one.
righteous contempt
smothers the innocence
of a people
that didn’t realize
what freedom was
it was taken

For Dungeon Prompts Week 10: Entitlement Ideology

and shared with Poets United


  1. Indeed history is the narrative of control. Ironic, isn’t it, that we are all entitled to happiness…but happiness is sometimes disrupted by others who seek control, often with the force of a loaded gun. Happiness? Seems to come at a high price! Another strong write, Sreejit.


  2. This is a rocky landscape, for sure, with its examination of control and thieves and victims who don’t understand freedom until it’s gone. I wish I could feel a present not bound up in this history. Where is the hope? Maybe only in the performer and performance of this song.


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