THE DOWNBEAT

Seconds before the downbeat

I glimpse those darkened faces

Who wonder if my imagination

Will lift them to a better place.

And now scrutiny’s light is on me

But I wish I could turn it on them

I always knew how to keep my time

When they can’t remember when.

Fast and furious I change my grooves

Hoping to unleash their heads

Instead their fantasy storms the stage

Surging with lust and spiteful greed.

As we play to please ourselves

We still promote their clap and cheer

 Maybe if they give themselves a hand

They could smile throughout the year.

As the curtain falls on our latest show

We’ll be lit until tomorrow night

Again I pray that when the curtain rises

I see faces that are filled with light.