Poet's Pub

Realization

Lined up at the gates people laugh and giggle, happy to be here.

Through the doors, everyone tries to pack in.

Front and center stage a man walks out.

"I have always known for miracles to happen at all good shows."

At this one, many, many miracles will be performed.

And as the rest of the band had started to play.

In the zone we are..

The man who lost his job.

The woman with no love of her own.

The teenager who believes his parents don't care.

And everybody else with what ever problems they have.

These, well they all seem to fade away.

The band faded out and the musk seemed to stop.

But yet we all see them playing.

Happiness fills our hearts.

Sadly the band finished.

"Go home and love yourself'said the vocals,

Ringing and echoing in our ears.

Many more came but none like them.

The night ended.

And while everyone was leaving through the gates,

Smiling at each other, wondering where their cars were.

Then and there a miracle was performed.

Then and there the stress of life lifted.

This you can see.

This was a realization.

Cynthia Looman

Uniquely Yours