Happiness evades, as the play fades
an empty stage is laid with only curtains displayed
in a theater of blades of actors betrayed
look God at what I made, a life estranged
decayed in time yet the clocks stayed
to face a judgement delayed, of an audience tailor-made
a divine gift turned into a barricade
to taunt death like he's afraid to revoke anymore days
or is he building up the rage of smiles forbade
to cast doubt on what was once prayed to make certain afraid
of the platform of blame only one man played
as the audience leaves, as love has them paid
as but mere witnesses of pain
without even a symbolic gesture of rain
just a body lain
no fame nor shame, nothing gained.