The Things At The Time You Thought Were Real Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

What do you do with the things that you
Thought at the time were real
That later proved to be facades
The wreckage of stage scenery
No time to rehearse the part
You never thought you would play
It just turns out that way
So you anchor yourself hopefully in God
Who never pretends who never cons the part
Because He is always and only Himself
Faultless and faithful beyond measure
Who never betrays you from the start
Or even when
The Play has ended;
The city has been sacked.
Mary angela douglas 29 january 2024