Heavens above
 

Can they see us from heaven?

Do they sit back and watch?

Are they into the drama, the

Erotic, or what?

Do they sit in a theatre?

Do refreshments come round?

Or is there a bar, a pub,

Or a lounge?

Does a ten minute bell ring,

Before curtain up?

‘Time for another’?

‘Oh, thanks very much’.

Do they rush to their seats,

For a twist in the plot?

Not at all, it’s teatime,

He’s washing the pots.

Do they doze through the tedium,

Of workaday gaffes?

Wake up for the juicy bits,

Wish they were back?

Do they follow a life from

Beginning to end?

This is where I came in, see

You next time my friends.

© Joseph G Dawson
16/06/2021