Since life’s a play, I want to know my role,
although no script will tell me what to say,
no teleprompter text will slowly scroll,
so I must improvise from day to day.
In this drama, life, I play a part,
though often I don’t know how I should act,
directed by my head or by my heart,
by inner feeling or by outer fact.
On this stage, the world, where I was cast,
I do the best I can within the play
at which I am delighted and aghast,
in an earthly costume made of clay.
I know You watch the play, my author, God,
and I hope I act in ways You would applaud.
Mario A. Pita