PRECIPICE


Beat the drums! Let the trumpets blast!
Actors ramble across the world’s stage,
What an ensemble! What a cast!
We are standing on the precipice of a new age,
History in the making as we turn another page.
I stepped up and paid my fee,
Hoping the play would seem real.
I got more than I bargained for,
And yet I’m getting a raw deal!
In so many languages our secrets were globally shared.
Step right up and get the latest news,
The drama, the lies, the action…
As if anyone really cared.
I think I’ll turn the TV back on,
The world news is ready to begin.
But no, I hesitate, it seems like the same news again.
As for the truth, he’s doing what? To who? Why? And when?
While others stand and shake their heads,
Don’t they know lying is a sin?
I’ll be sad when the play is over,
The fireworks will light up the sky.
But if those aren’t real fireworks,
There will be no time to sit and cry.
May 17, 2017

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