Lawrence S. Pertillar
To Close And Lock Doors For Good - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Bright lights are dimming quick.
A curtain slowly closes,
To permit those final bows.
As performers leave a stage,
Along with the staging,
Of repetitive nostalgia.
And those in attendance,
Have known of this...
With beliefs of themselves being entitled,
To more than the same delivery.
They seek substance.
But those in positions refuse transitions.
Comprehension has been distanced.
With a doing as they've been told,
The only ones listening paying attention...
To patrons disappearing never to see again,
Are the ones paid to close the doors.
With a going through the motions accepted long ago,
And keeping their 'worthless' opinions to themselves.
So this they do.
Accustomed to humiliation.
With benefits and paychecks too!
To close to lock doors for good.
Knowing themselves not the ones devastated,
With a keeping up of pretense and appearances.
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