The Humble Gesture

The Humble Gesture

The songs echoes,
the siren sings,
A barren chamber now filled.
The curtain rises; the light dims.

An impatient audience roars,
claps and cheers abound.
The artist enters; gleefully smiling,
fingers twitching, hands raised; the gesture begins.

Rope snaps, a weight falls.
The artist now dead, the shows hope now forever lost.

July 14th, 2007
written by Auron