Theatre of Life

Perched on your lofty throne up above

Looking down as life plays out 

on the stage called earth

I wonder, what is it you see

Is life a musical, full of song and dance

A relentless rhythm to which people sway

Is it a fun-filled drama of laughter and joy

Or a soap opera of complicated lives

Is it a tragic tale of crime and hate

Or a blood-soaked saga of war
I wonder, what is it you feel 

Does your smile shine down as the sun

And your tears fall as rain

Does your anger rumble as thunder

And your fury flash as lightening

Do you draw a curtain of clouds

when it gets too painful to watch

Do your eyes twinkle as the stars

when your soul is touched

Oh you, who is made of stardust

*Written to meet this brief:  A good ending can sum up the thoughts of a poem very well, and a bad ending can, well, leave a really bad taste for the reader. So, let's see how working towards a satisfying ending will work.

Oh you, who is made of stardust is how your poem MUST end. How you get there is up to you :)



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