I AM A STAR

I look out upon the stage.

A god I am, what a stand.

Let me play this image part.

It said, "I HAVE NO HEART".

My ways are not the same.

An understudy just went insane.

Though the stage is a golden play.

It twists my soul, every day.

Icon wonder upon the stage.

Much gold is the plunder and wage.

I get lost in the material wonder.

Where am I ? The doctor has the plunger.

Here I am waiting for my cue.

Where I should be is in a pew.

from my poem book - DREAMS