My Final Bow

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    My Final Bow

    Alone on a stage in an empty auditorium
    The words to my speech rebounding
    I close my eyes to concentrate
    To escape from my life

    I face upstage pretending it's real
    Hoping I could disappear for now
    Turning around to see the crowd
    But every face I can see is yours

    How to escape this hell, I can't figure out
    Your voice shouting, ringing in my ears
    The flourescent lights suddenly too bright
    And then everything goes dark

    Rising in a black abyss
    Lonliness screaming in the air
    Facedown on the stage floor
    But light's leaking through the corners

    Facing the light, I turn around
    You're gone from the audience
    I stand to take my final bow
    And I know I'll be okay

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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