Old Hat

It’s time to admit that it’s time to start over.
Even Rome & Paris survived their hangover.

Time to look soberly at consumption & trade.
Time to leave out the green god of money to fade.

It’s both opening night & the wrap party too.
The producers will flee & the cast will be slew.

What remains is the hall & the settings of stage.
The ushers & the orchestra fighting for wage.

Eventually, the boards will be trod once again.
Telling faded old stories with a fresh golden spin.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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