Cut
I am a film director,
Spending time on the set.
I use a projector
To see if I can perfect
The project in hand.
But often, all doesn't go as I planned.
I search for perfection,
Which is difficult to obtain
After reflection
I alter it and start over again
And again.
The actors are on ego trips,
Dissatisfied with the parts they play.
They really should try to come to grips,
And listen to what others say.
Why should they take note of anyone?
When they know it all,
It's not until the director shouts CUT!
They begin to fall,
Cut, no more acting parts
No parts of any sort
I won't employ ham actors without heart
It was the director's last retort.
We all need direction,
So we can see lour way ahead.
And not to expect perfection,
But work toward it instead.
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