Puppets

• Hannah Rubenstein, Grade 10, The Emanuel School
• Poetry
• 2016

Excellence Award in the 'Word Zone 2016' competition

They all move the same
They’re nothing but puppets
With strings on their backs
They’re nothing but muppets

With painted on faces
Corsets, fancy dresses
Following each others moves
Drawn into peer pressures

Dancing and swaying
To the same fixed rhythm
With their knee high socks
Hair tied up with ribbon

I cannot be like them
I will not be a muppet
I am me, and only me
I will not be a puppet