Broadway
Much more
Than a sheer theatre
Than a mere stage
Life is taught
Life is seen
Life is heard
On a humble surface
called home
For a lucky few
Where our senses are enhanced
The lights of the stage
breathing on us
Keeping us alive
In our times of need
Screaming at the top of our lungs
Letting the spectators
Hear the panic in our yells
The voice of man rings through our ears
Anger pinches our cheeks
The jokes of man tickling our tongues
Passion pulsing our hearts
And giving us
That one reason
To persist
With that outside nonsense
Called life
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