Rethinking All The Worlds A Stage - Poem by Andy Brookes
less time for masquerades.
we old actors meet and say our lines,
leave the stage and then fade.
new ones take our place. different faces same lines.
we trudge though till the end
sometimes the snow drifts are to hard to climb
and we, you and I, us we and them or they
wait for the eraser rub rub rub
beginning again full circle
less time for masquerades it seems
but more time for life
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