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The Theatre of Life: a Poem
Beyond the role we play no one really knows us
and we might even help them if we only knew it
hence all this drama, all this theatrical fuss
as roles are replacing us in their chosen script.
Each person on a life mission to find their truth
we play out as little as we have discovered
so often betrayed by our short youth
its illusions from which we have never fully recovered.
Then we tend to confuse rehearsal for performance
as if just training for something that we never become
wishing to be different, maybe free of conformance
or maybe not to be a fool again of a cheating bum.
And so much more we plan, so much more pretend
stage curtain confused what to hide or show
with all those confusing signals that we send
about ourselves who we don't really know.
We expect understanding, with no clue what's to be understood
while refusing to befriend that person who we are
and wouldn't it be great, if we only could
take a seat in front of the stage and stop playing a star.