Theater of the Absurd
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I
What if this life is a play,
and we the actors each day,
an insane play for sick and sadistic amusement.
II
Oh, then life would be nothing,
existence would mean not a thing,
all our pain and suffering just a absurd plot.
III
The dead just discarded actors,
our life determined by chapters,
a chapter written by a mean, evil higher being.
IV
Perhaps this life is an experiment,
for some species entertainment,
in a theater absurd where we are zoo animals.
V
Or maybe whatever we do,
we play our part then its adieu,
our destiny planned, each path, our story written.
VI
We are part of a theater absurd,
we play a part word for word,
oh, wouldn't such a play be a sad, sad, sad read.
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February 2, 2017
Poetry/Verse/Theater of the Absurd
Copyright Protected, ID 17- 872-099-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Inspired by the contest, Theater of the Absurd
sponsor, Kia Michael Neuman
Eighth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2017
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