in the theater of your
dreams
you are the lone performer
two chairs and a table
serve as your usual audience
there is no need to introduce
yourself
they already know you
from day one to day end
you recite a poem or two
sing some of your songs
and then you dance the tap
and do the Latin steps
a little reggae
and gangnam
this is your small world
who believes in you
it does not matter if this is
another delusion
which may need further elaboration
for a possible brain concussion
it makes you happy and secure
for the moment
and it is the most important thing
keeping you sane
and happy...yes happy
that to me is the most important thing
of all the other important things
since no one gives it to you
then you give it to yourself,
and that is the most important thing that you can ever
do. Love, live, believe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem