Performance

heart in turmoil
a calm face
emotions masked well
we dance through the day

trained actors we are not
but give an
Oscar winning performance
those who are blessed
to enjoy life
as they chose
nature’s beauty abounds

those hunkered down
by the weight of the world
oblivious,
focussed only from
where the next meal comes

panhandler on the street corner
is she there by choice
on this day there will be someone
who will lose all hope
and give up
as the charade continues

life goes on
we chose the masks
that fit us well
willing or not
performance must go on

No reason to cover my head

I had no say in the beginning
Neither did I chose where to be
Do not care where and when it will end
Will deal with the hand that was dealt to me

Life’s a stage that I will stride alone
Supporting actors may be many
Invisible director may be pulling the string
My performance not comparable to any

Why should I be ashamed of my act
I am not indebted to anyone
Not the one who may be pulling the string
It’s me who controls what’s being done

Survive or thrive, does it matter
What matters that I’m here and now
I will keep rowing the boat
Until the time comes to take my final bow

Answers to an unknown past and future
Neither going to ask nor required
Will perform my act to my best
There is no shame in failure
No euphoria in success
What matters that I exit
Being true to myself
No reason to cover my head