Spotlight diamonds on center stage

Wasted on hapless fools

Who can't remember a single page

Who can't utilize their tools

 

They bring with them a sense of grief

Suffered by audience members

Through Summer squall and Autumn leaf

And across endless Decembers

 

Pockets full of clinking gold

Vocal cords lax in tone

Slowly, slowly tickets sold

Offstage, where all coins shone

 

To see this is a heartfelt hurt

In chests of actors poor

To see this is a dreadful spurt

Of talent thrown out the door

 

Go with them to casting call

Anonymous we should be

Anonymous we were not at all

Through clear glass they could see

 

Empty pockets make no clink

In spotlights, they don't shine

Empty pockets always shrink

The theater's budget line