In this life are we just actors
And is our world merely a stage?
Can we decide upon our own roles?
Or are we forced inside a cage?

In our lives do we play many parts
As stated by our Bard?
Should we show who we really are
Or put on a facade?

Is each day just a little story?
Where there exist many plots
And do we endure our curses
Like the Lady of Shalott?

So should we sail down t...

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This great actor is quite stunning

He can captivate and be cunning.

In his movies one must be drawn in

With his gripping stare and sinister grin

The way in which his roles are styled

Are often crazy or rather wild.

He can be funny and also grave,

And the films of his I always crave.

A role for which he won an award

Was of a man in a psychiatric ward.

And he ...

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 Mirage

Beyond these indifferent walls

lies a second carapace,

pierced by small, green eyes

in a shimmering face.

It is not my own,

but lies are truths for actors;

they bandage wounds

when the liars rebel

while fleeing, open-mouthed,

from their savage selves.

Christopher Hubbard

Perth 2016

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