A performer
Puffing from a smoldering addiction
Getting ready for the show
An old woman
Crying
Crying for her people
Her tears sliding down her face
Rolling down her sagging cheeks, that can still barely hold on
A shadow covering her
Dancers
Preparing themselves for the show
Their clothes
Smiling with bright colors
A field
Cradling them all
Grass and weeds encircling them
The earth spins to their ignorance
To the censorship of the travesties of their people
They are getting ready for the show
And they are prepared for all else that they will face