A New Show

Is about to begin

On the level of a

Paradigm shift

No one has ever

Experienced before

Where the actors

Become the audience

The puppeteers are

Now the players

Where the one who is

Allegedly amassing

A trillion dollars goes

Against the one percent

The billionaire puppeteers




As the Ninety-nine percent

Who have been fighting

Amongst themselves can now

All get along in a role reversal

Grab a soda and popcorn

See the billionaires scramble

To accept the logic of the

Trickle-down theory

Waiting for their crumbs

Of the leftovers from the one

Up and coming Trillionaire




The newly anointed audience

Will come together

Shake hands, share stories

Celebrate similarities, apologize

That they let desperate distractions

Get the best of them, forgetting that

Everyone is connected

To Gaia consciousness




Then, what will make the show short is that

The 99% will reach out to the 1% and the 1

Reach out with compassion

Not control with condemnation

To say look, we are all the same

Riding on the same sphere

Hurling through the cosmos

Let’s fix our spaceship because

We need to make it last for every one

Otherwise, the gig is up for all




“The Show Must Go On”

Empty spaces
What are we living for?
Abandoned places
I guess we know the score

On and on
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero
Another mindless crime
Behind the curtain
In the pantomime

Hold the line
Does anybody want to take it anymore?

Show must go on
Show must go on
Inside, my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

Whatever happens
I’ll leave it all to chance
Another heartache
Another failed romance

On and on
Does anybody know what we are living for?

I guess I’m learning
I must be warmer now
I’ll soon be turning
‘Round the corner now

Outside, the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark, I’m aching to be free

Show must go on
Show must go on
Inside, my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly, my friends

Show must go on
Show must go on
I’ll face it with a grin
I’m never giving in
On with the show

I’ll top the bill
I’ll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on with the show
On with the show

Show must go on


“Queen”