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Soliloquy – Promote Yourself

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I enter from Stage Left
onto my stage,
not his stage,
but, his stage;
and cross down center
to enter the spot of light
to deliver his words,
not my words,
but, my words,
to my audience,
not his audience,
but, his audience.

And I speak every syllable,
every word,
every sentence,
every paragraph
of his thoughts,
not my thoughts,
but, my thoughts
with the passion and force
that were his,
not mine,
but, mine.

And in that bath of light,
his light,
not my light,
but, my light,
I luxuriate and bask
as he did
on his stage
with his audience
in the applause
that was his applause,
not my applause,
but, my applause.

And I think
his thought,
not my thought,
but, my thought:
The play’s the thing.

Copyright © by Lawrence S. Marsden, 3 April, 2014

What I’ve become – Promote Yourself

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It’s easy to see why the women you’ve become
seems too much
when you’ve been through so much
I
Seldom sit with “content”
but in this overview all i can say is “What If”
my prowess would not be sufficient enough
but then again “what if”
My
Coy side would stop me short of
what could, something that i never understood
me being me is very complex
when it should be an easy role
BUT
Why long to be an audience
When you should always strive to be the main act
it’s ok if you stare long or look deep
because I’m me, i solicit all your needs
compassion attention; while giving you space when need be
Looking
Through your eyes while you speak
lost in all of what this life has made you see
but still intrigued on what could be part of me
I
May not beg for it
but i do long for it
teachings and blessing’s all of it
you inside of me
and me inside of you
lost in each others thoughts
with no monotony
just you having all of me
Now
Back To feeling all alone
in the dark where its cold
on this stage
where i am enslaved
with the past deep down in a shallow grave
But
I have overcame
as Martin Luther king had to overcome
with no bullets and no guns
as my pen and paper moves like yarn being spun
I contemplate my beginnings and i come UNDONE
KNOWING
Who i am
is no different than what i’ve become
Lino Robles
http://www.linorobles.wordpress.com/

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