“The End”

Two words: curtains fall, theater lights come on, deserted chairs pine, powerless to stop the butts that erstwhile sat on them from walking out and away.

“The End”

Two words: could they be true when the movie was a life being lived? When the audience sits awhile, mentally replaying scenes and contemplating what they had witnessed?

“The End”

Two words: perhaps our claim when life deals us cards we are helpless against? And what do they mean to dreams; a start or a cessation?


You should blame all the above on Michael Afenfia’s “Don’t die on Wednesday”.

The End.


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