Scorned lovers Universe under the covers
In bed, in time, The Great Devide
Time to decide
Do not forget dear
Truth, love, and mercy collide
I should not think it will work out in the end
Selfish expectations let the ego sink in
The devil props her head out from the shadow side
A chasm has been opened,
The I in me has been blind
My insecurity has been closing at the door
The stage below me is creeking
Crying out in scorn
While the devil hosts as stage manager
Lighting real fires for a show
In the meantime My universal darling
Suffers the heat from every floorboard's woe
It takes a Layman's term to answer
The Play been put in suspense
For a happily ever after
By a joker's true and subtle jest
When the masks are put on for the night
It's a different feat than put on for the day
The devil stole the playwrights ink pen
For a chance to play the play
Wait till she is cast in the spot light
For all to hear her show
The stage strikes back in anger saying
"You reap what you sow"
Layman give your simple answer
So that the universe may know
You love them.
©palewriter
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