CURTAIN CALL

The play ends

the applause recedes

from its crescendo 

not moments ago

it is time

Time for actors 

to grace the light

for the benefit of ego

one last time 

The applause resumes

It's the final act

hastily choreographed

Smiles dance in single file

Smiles dance around the hall

The spirit of theater

celebrated together

with masks discarded

and faces illustrated

The drama, The magic

The illusion exploded

Reality for everyone offered