Cast Of Thousands Poem by Francie Lynch
Cast Of Thousands
What is this?
A set-up?
I never volunteered
To be the patsy.
The whipping boy!
I don't like this story line,
Or being the understudy
In a B movie,
An expendable.
This is the con,
A night gallery.
I'm in the crowd, in the frame,
And the shot is printed.
Success at shutter speed.
Then you wrote a letter,
Started it endearingly,
Signed it with an old promise
That was once so clear to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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