Centered

Centered









The stage,

it is moving to the right.

What once was now seems far from sight.

Energy pulls me,

I cannot make clear,

who are all of these people and why are they here?



It has been a show,

a shared experience with dancing clowns in every aisle.

Without a ticket I find I am let in

with a laugh and a decaying smile.



Tonight is the night for the center ring.

Let the side rings darken, we watch what you bring.

Take us to such levels we have never been

and taunt us with more time and time again.



If I ask will you offer a dollar?

For if you do I may offer you two

and this could keep on increasing in increments.

Where would we be when finally being through?



The side rings are now beginning to come into life

and the games will begin despite humanity's knife.

You will stand in the center just as you always have before

but this time will be different as you will wonder what for.



Your crazy stage in the ring is now moving to the left.

Your audience is bored with you, fading away like a summer's dream.

The energy is gone and now you are made to see.

You are made to see what being self-centered is all about.



--msl2023