Shriving Pew

You came to reflect
All I wanted was a confession,
Yet it seems that your emotions have lost their direction.

You swear that you’re damned,
Yet,
Still, you remain.

You’re this and you’re that,
Truth,
The refrain.

You proclaim your strength.
You’re all that is man.

Yet,
When I look closely
I witness the sleight of hand…

Who’s the Marionette Man?