The Actor

A few short moments

’til the curtain comes down

to close the show on all our games.

All means none once the lights go down,

everything we’ve been is over.

Doesn’t matter who you played,

or how much for your part you were paid;

strictly to the script you stayed,

but now the show is over.

The audience is quick to go

back to their lives and homes

and we rehearse another show;

over and over again.

We play at being actors

and we play at being more,

all the roles are nothing

when they finally lock the door.

I’m never the actor,

cast me as myself.

I’ll learn the lines

and play the part

regardless of the act itself.

 

HG 1995-2000

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