At the curtain it’s proclaimed, the world is a stage and each of us play a part.
I have to wonder how I am doing, playing at my part.
It could be that I am in a role, and at the end I will win.
Maybe I am just pretending, and someone else will win.
Finally at the final scene, it is always someone else who wrote the script.
I will try, but ultimately cannot change the contents of that script.
© Clinton Thomas, 2009