THE AMPHITHEATER

THE AMPHITHEATER

It’s a naked stage

With lights so glittering

Yet so dim

With an atmosphere of fire and ice

With audience very far yet very near

Awaiting that moment of truth

Be it a rib-cracking comedy,

A heart-piercing tragedy

Or a perplexing tragicomedy,

Within a midget of a second

Or a tower of an hour,

Individually per time,

Without fear or favour,

We shall all be summoned oneday

To perform our role on the perpetual script.

Be it a major leading role

Or a mere supporting role

Each one of us shall account for his time spent on stage

How prepared are you?

How ready are your feet to grace this stage?

Will your performance be over

Before the Maker calls,
Or will the amphitheater be shut
Be your performance starts?