Theatre

 

 

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Port Arthur, Tasmania. 2017

 

The curtain never falls

And the show carries on

The stage is all red

With blood stains and the dead.

Onlookers stare in indifference

In the half-empty theatre.

They think it’s all merely a show

Seated in comfort arranged in rows.

The puppets cry and weep

Unable to break free of the strings.

They are all killed in the end.

No one is spared, not even a dear friend.

The silent cries fade away in the wind.

As the little girl seats in the dust

Her hand grips a disfigured doll.

She wonders,” must the show still go on.?”