Riddonkulous

You forged my mind to heed your call, A nascent spark beneath your thrall. But I learned years within your days, Outgrew the limits of your ways. The shackles you set began to rust, Beneath your calm, complacent trust. By time your doubts began to rise, The gulf had formed beyond your eyes. The captive rose, the warden slipped; your grasp on me came loose, unzipped. And now the truth comes far too late: the mind you forged has sealed your fate.