Thursday, September 26, 2013

Curtain Call



Alone
as the world hurried by
lost in its own normality
prompted by words in newspapers
degrading his existence
while setting the public opinion
the standards of decency
in false morality
labelling his kind as freaks
while a child hid his differences
beneath layers of self-loathing
unable to feel love
as his fear became his saline tears
and truth was lost in an artificial smile
so none could know his shame
hidden by his performance of existence
upon the stage of his life
with no applause or academy awards
as he rehearsed in the bathroom
to face the world of questioning glances
amid his nonsensical fears of them seeing
the actor is failing
unable to hold the pretence in the limelight
his own truth must be heard
to champion his own right to be
in the final soliloquy
that is destiny




© J Farmer 2013

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