The curtains opened,The lights
The curtains opened,
The lights went out,
Silence fell over the crowd.
With a burst of light,
There was quite the sight
For an hour before we all bowed.
The applause-it roared-
The greatest reward
For an actor who has worked night and day;
But then it's back to school
And "Great job!" is something no one will say.
In our schools in this day and age
Performing is a thankless feat.
It's all about sports and intelligence
Those things in which we compete.
What I'd like to see before I'm gone-
Off to college away from here-
Is some recognition for fellow performers-
So faculty, students, teachers, "Lend me your ears".
There's a lot of work yet to be done
Before I leave in a year.
There are many songs yet to be sung-
Songs I would like you to hear.
Drama, choir, and band may never be cool
But that doesn't mean they are easy.
There's a lot of work and a lot to learn;
We need more support-even when performances are cheesy.
Don't mock or call names,
Don't make fun or complain.
We are performers.
We've just come to entertain.
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