Monday, October 13, 2025

The show is over*

 The show is over*

 

An actor has come, to play a part

Innocence gone, conformity starts

Illusion to grasp and to want to be

Leaving the power within and become outside of me

In such doings, to always complain

To be of such ignorance and also entertain

For a fool does not know what is ahead

To become duality, insecurity the path instead

So to see this actor, with ego-self so small

It is time to end this show with its curtain call

 

 Dom*Colucci 2012

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