The Grahamburglar Poet Free verse

The Children of Geppetto

William Shakespeare wrote that
All the world’s a stage.
He wasn’t wrong.
Each day we visit hair and makeup
before stopping by wardrobe. 
We put on costumes
and the faces we want to show the world.
Then we act.
Like we’re happy.
Like we’re fulfilled.
Like we’re successful.
Until one day we wake up tired.
Just tired.
Tired of performing.
Of Acting.
Of someone else pulling the strings.
And then it happens:
We join them.
The children of Geppetto.
The string-less puppets,
who every night, wish upon a star
that they can get off the stage,
put aside the charade and
be real!
Be true.
True to who they are
behind the masks and costumes. 
True to what they believe
when they aren’t reciting the scripts
we’re all taught to recite.
The string-less puppets are the ones who know love.
Real, and true and honest love.
They love themselves
and each other.
They’re the only ones who can.
Because true love requires real people
Who know themselves
and show themselves to the world.
Without masks,
Costumes,
Scripts,
Or
Strings.

4/18/15

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