To Those Who Will Rise

4 Nov

Let the words come tumbling out from backstage
Unrehearsed as they may be
Metaphors awkwardly fumbling
Tripping past understanding
Let the young ones speak their minds
Crumpling scripts in defiance

Let the ones who’ve lived, be
Let them have their silence

Cause its a long way to the front row
it’s along way here
so come out, come out my dear

Nothing like this has ever been seen
Nor heard
It echoes what every man dies before
they can find the words
This scene- improv, unmasked, unveiled
speak of the ancient secrets only you know
There’s no time to whisper,
Project!

Cause its a long way to the front row
it’s along way here

so come out, come out my dear

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: