Play Writers
All the world was a stage
Where so many actors played
In an oray of colors they performed
But behind the play
Was the man of the hour
Living from play to play
There was no end
He was the heart
And the actors the soul
Together they made the play
They spoke his words
Made his vision come to life
Each prayed it would sell
Forced to make ends meet
With very little money
But writing was their life
They were the true dreamers
They were the play writers of the 1400s
Poetry Corner
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