The Show

The curtains are drawn
And all that you see
Is a man in a chair
Who could he be?
In his hands is a book
With a red leather spine
Bound with white thread
It has seen a long time.
He cracks the book open
And begins to read
A story unfolds
As we begin to see
As each word is spoken
A new actor appears
To act out his tale
And give sight to our ears.
It’s a performance you see
An actor in show
And I can’t recall
How this story goes.
All I can recall
Is how it will end
So sit now and listen
To me your ears lend.
The ending is short
And sadly not bright
With the man on a stretcher
Exit stage right.
©2012 Alex Hicks

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