The one who sits
Behind the scenes
Manipulating the messages
In your thoughts and your dreams

Pulling the strings
Like a marionette
Controlling your mind
So that you forget

The true power
Of your spiritual form
How can we find our center
In the midst of the storm

Getting hammered and battered
On every side
Where do you run
When there is nowhere to hide

What do you see
When you look in the mirror
Where do you go
To help your thoughts get clearer

The puppetmaster wants
To maintain control
By pulling the strings
Making you submit to your role

Keeping you trapped and bound
In your emotional field
So that you do not see
The power you wield

To cut through the strings
And the ties that bind
It’s time to expand
And open your mind

To the infinite possibilities
We have of choice
It’s time to stand tall
And use your voice

To bring change to ourselves
And the world at large
We need to step up
And learn to take charge

Of our own emotions
And our energy field
This is your protection
Your cosmic shield

From the life draining energy
Of fear and doubt
It’s time to ask ourselves
What this is all about

Who is the one
Pulling the strings
Who stands to gain
From the destruction this brings

Those who control
With power and fear
Are grasping at straws
As their end is near

Their only goal
Is to control the people
Creating separation
So that no one is equal

Instead of seeing us
As sisters and brothers
They create schemes to turn us
Against each other

Absorbed in the construct
Of our own beliefs
We do not see the destruction
The chaos and grief

That we cause ourselves
Our family and friends
What will it look like
When duality ends

And we no longer hold
Our polarizing views
Like the poison we consume
While watching the news

This narrative we spin
While destroying our home
Is the reason we walk around
Feeling so alone

Why is it so hard
To do what is right
Instead of being paralyzed
And silenced in fright

It’s time to sever
The puppetmaster’s strings
So that you can feel freedom
And the happiness it brings

The puppetmaster’s game
Is now at an end
Go within
And you will transcend

No longer bound
To this game of control
You will witness the beauty
The light in your soul