The Cheap Seats

The first line came to me this morning, and it’s been spinning around in my mind all day. I finally managed to tag the rest of this poem onto it. Not my best work, but it’s short at least…

The cheap seats beckon in the theatre of fear,
Come sit with me, watch with me,
Cry rivers of tears.
The plays of the damned are performed on the stage,
With no mercy, no pity,
Such sins of the age.
With breath sorely baited we eye every part,
The lying, the cheating,
The bruising of hearts.
Ovations of agony raising the roof,
The roaring, the screaming,
At self evident truth.
The cheap seats beckon in the theatre of fear,
Come join me, in sadness,
We’ll share bitter tears.

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