One Final Show

Stage lights dim The actor takes a bow He acknowledges the audiance But the show's over now Thanks to the chuckles And the hearty guffaws Know one knew He had a fatal flaw As the patrons exit He retreats to his room Sits before his mirror In his aloof tomb One blue, one yellow, One pink, one white He took them all even though He knew it wasn't right Chased it with a sip Of something strong Whiskey or bourbon even though He knew it was wrong The laughing spectators Did not know They had just witnessed His final show A life given up When given the chance to rise Last breaths taken As he dies