The Stage
Some of them – happy, others – cry
Some of them – poor, others – rich
Some – see no light, no clue, no stitch
I live in times of changes’ wind
Technically we are all linked
Spiritual unity fore comes
No anger, ego’s gone, no flunks
We are all angels in the flesh
We are all gods we can’t be smashed
This planet is the stage, where we
Play roles, do things, which most can’t see
We never die, we walk and fly
We live on Earth, we live in sky
Shakespeare said: “we’re actors all”
When role’s performed, we loose our soul
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