Poem -

The Play.

This world is but a stage.
Everyday a new play on the already written script page.
The plays are about happiness laughter sadness and rage.
From it we actors are unable to escape like a goldfish in a bowl or a wild beast in a secure unescapable cage.
All of us trapped from young babes to sickly beings of old age.
There is no way out even for a deep thinking sage.
The only way out is death.
When we gasp our last breath.
 

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