by Nick Gisburne
Despairing that he might not make the grade
Too terrified to even take the stage
His disappointing dreams are all replayed
The negatives of life at every age
He longs to stir the passions of the crowd
But like a bird abandoned in its nest
Afraid to seek the sun behind a cloud
He shivers, cold and impotent, distressed
A spark, a burst of anger, swells his heart
And with the reckless energy of fear
He fights the heavy curtains, pulled apart
To prove, to those who doubted, he is here
A clumsy first performance, but he learns
That longing for the spotlight truly burns
