The Story
There’s a story
Ever changing, everlasting
Always updating, recasting
Younger roles
With tighter abs
To take the stage
There’s a villain
Hidden in the teeming masses
Masked and robed
Dressed like a symbol of hope
Reveling in his deception
There’s a hero
Fear has him by the soul
And he is dreading
His new role
Knowing in this play
The hero always dies
There’s a plot
Saturated with deceit
The Author laughing
Like a sick, sadistic thief
As he escapes into the night
(There’s a story)
There’s a game
And we are playing
Casting die and choosing sides
Sifting through the wrong and right
Though they don’t factor
Immensely complex
And infested with tricks
We’re dancing on strings
Too thin to exist
The Piper is playing
We’re deeply entrenched
In this never-ending Story
So laugh if you must
Applaud if you please
Today you can choose
Just what to believe
But know that you
Can never leave
This awfully tragic Story.
The Story
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, Mar 05 2013 04:03 PM
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