Focus: This Picture (V)

A viewers life matters
But not to those masters
Once, I had their story for dinner
It cut me into something
They’d want the word to see
A story, a story that would touch
Till something breaks
So they can stake a bet
Of how I’d end
Their chip in my brain
Addiction, conflict, I wanna be
Like the men on the screen
Forget behind the scenes
That was my first sin, then the second
There’s no going back.

Younglan Louis