Both of us are too 'stage' ready.
We are those, 'Light, camera and action' folks.
Easily provoked...
When in meditation.
Or whatever that is called,
After someone is seen nodding to a sleep...
From boredom.
Both of us are too 'stage' ready.
Drama bent...
And prepared to chew up the scenery.
At a moment's notice.
However...
What is there to prove...
When the set has changed.
And so has the crew!
And the seats of the audience have been removed...
Without a single question asked.
To leave the ones rehashing the past...
Astonished they no longer mesmerize!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem