Humans Not Tools

A Magician we see
Standing so tall
Using his magic
To hypnotize all
Sitting beside him 
A High Priestess of power
Pretty as a picture
Soft as a flower
Her lady, her foe
The Empress of worlds
Lavish surroundings 
Exquisitely pearl
The Empresses man
So high and respected 
Emperor of worlds
Or so as elected 
An old man of knowledge 
The Hierophant so wise
Ask what you will
He'll tell you lies
Two people in love
The Lovers embrace
A candle lit evening
Lust just a trace
The evening then ends
The Lovers elope
In the Chariot of emotions 
Only each other devote
Justice comes forth
Our decider of fate
Who'll die with honour
Who'll die with hate
The Hermit an example
Of loneliness so deep
A fear that his reality
Will make him take that leap
Then some of us are lucky
The Wheel of Fortune's free
They live a life of happiness 
In perminate luxury 
Then some people although
Are born with the Strength 
They fight for their happiness 
Who ever they're against 
Though some people will fail
Just like a Hanged Man
Their soul is slowly dieing 
Forever eternally damned 
Death some do call this
It's why we were born
For each and every person
Eventually will mourn 
Then Temperance calls an order
For the peace must remain
Life she states is serious 
Not some childish little game
The Devil begins to laugh
You silly silly fool
All lives that are living
Are my personal playing tools
The Tower is my saviour 
My evil evil abode
Unwanted souls dwell there
So stay out of my road
Yet far up above
A Star is shining bright 
Filling up that darkness 
With a spiritual white light
The Moon is always watching 
Helping us to see
Preventing us from falling 
A hero he must be
The Sun continues to shine
In every person's heart
The good is fighting evil
Their never far apart
Judgement then prevails 
In all of our lives
As a woman has a husband 
Or man has a wife
This is how people
See the World today
So full of hard decisions
Never time to play
So just maybe we all are
Seen simply as Fools
Hopefully we'll  realise
We're Humans not tools

This poem is how I see the major cards of the tarot