The Stage Is Set
The stage is set, my phone is off;
The play has yet to start.
The audience is filing in,
Preparing to depart
From reality for just a while,
An hour and a half
And hopefully, they’ll be rewarded
With a smile or laugh
Or possibly with sadness
Or nostalgia or with rage.
No matter which – it’s all contained
In lines upon the stage.
Forgotten are the problems
That they’ve briefly left behind,
Yet when the show is over,
Back at home that’s what they’ll find.
Yet in this brief reprieve they get to
Focus on the show
And the struggles of the actors,
Far from those that they might know.
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