The Greatest Play on Earth

Pull back the curtains

The stage is set

Hearts aflame, passions conflagrant

We're all unwilling players

Like pawns and kings and queens in a bloody

game of minds

Straws pulled in a preamble

to the greatest play on earth: Life itself

You're either a hero, the villain or the dead

You'll be lucky if you survive with your head

Surely love lost and gone

And starcrossed lovers spangled across

History's fabric would swear

That throbbing pulse on your sleeve it'd tear

Time and time again the same ghostly acts play out

With different actors and props

It fools you into thinking they're different

When underneath all the musk of sophistication and newness

It is dank and rank and mundane

Love is for some people, not so for others

Look at it from outside the blown glass pavillion

A mimicry of utopia played out in a pantomime

The jester who thinks mockery is flirtation

I belong to no one and yet yearn to find

that nook id call my own