Curtains are down,
waiting to rise on your cue.
But you don't want,
your life to be a view.

All you have to do,
is say "rise."
But something is preventing you,
it must be your certain demise.

The curtains never rise,
you won't let them exploit your life.
The crowd can not surmise,
the reasons for your strife.
...
and you left them awed with wonder...

*To be continued