Spotlight, on ready or not
the world's a stage and
life merely humble in continuity
laced with vulnerability, we some poor souls
or soulless, speak at random, feel and take for granted
together as the players, and roam about, each role it's own
owning us in synchronicity
Snippets of glorious reigns, momentous triumph
spectacular failure, away away dimming
the lights turn down low, slowly
yet the players still play at final act's end, ahh elation
Swiftly, drowned in futility darker darker
Alas, here at center stage We All
together and one by one FADE
Back to black, back to black
We all fade back to black..
