The Theatre’s Now Empty
The theatre’s now empty.
All the actors have left.
An all Galactic year,
full of pain, a Life theft.
Monsters they were, and humans.
Skilled they played, to the end.
Thousands pleas, thousands prayers,
for the foe, for the friend…
We all came, to help Father.
To save Earth, we all came.
Through the aeons, and aeons,
full of fame, full of blame…
Now the history’s written.
The Akashic is full.
The Galactics are starting
year new from the null.
No, there are no applauses.
All the actors have left.
For the pain, overwhelming,
our lives were a theft.
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