In life's grand theater, some act like Hollywood stars,
Creating a façade, skilled in deceptive arts.
Playing their scripted roles, masters of manipulation,
But fear not, trust your intuition's revelation.
...
Garbage in a blink of an eye,
Waste, debris, I can't deny,
Trash strewn everywhere, a sight,
A reflection of our careless plight.
...
Closed Curtains
In life's grand theater, some act like Hollywood stars,
Creating a façade, skilled in deceptive arts.
Playing their scripted roles, masters of manipulation,
But fear not, trust your intuition's revelation.
See through their masks, their false presence,
Remember, they're juts actors, lacking true essence.
When the curtains fall, their act comes to an end,
Leaving unanswered questions, time cannot mend.
On the red carpet, they shine with charm and grace,
To the world, innocent, attractive faces they embrace.
But don't be fooled, stay wise and aware,
In this theatrical stage, let your discernment be your flare.
~cyrah a
pinnock