Sad Wings of Destiny

Trying to adjust, just trying to be creative.

                                                         

I thought I was going in one direction,

then out of the blue, I'm going another,

trying to adjust to a sudden new world.

A sad performer, a desolate actor,

 

playing a scene not of his choosing,

in this tragic play that no one wants to see.

Hides behind a down turned mask,

and pretends he's playing in a comedy.

 

His audience of one left long ago,

now he's playing to these empty houses.

A standing ovation for the role he's made his own,

for the points of view that he espouses.

 

No one wants to see a whoa-is-me play,

but sometimes it's the only role I know.

The sad wings of destiny have changed course,

nothing I can do, just try to soften the blow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[mattavelli]

This is beautifully written and easy to understand. It's great!

[Michael Stevens]

Thank you much, mattevelli!

[Marie]

Sometimes we're blown off course, and it's hard to find the way back. Adjustments have to be made a little at a time, not all at once.

[Michael Stevens]

Very true, Marie!