Spotlight

Que the spotlight

standing there a lonely figure

arms folded

legs apart

body shivering

Silent the confused crowd watches

seconds turn into minutes

and still the body stands

just shaking

murmers chase the silence

a cough

a stifled laugh

Disruption

the figure crumbles down

louder whispers

Penetrate

he tries to speak

simple blabering is let out

Uncomprehendable

they don't know a soul is being put on parade

no masquerade

only a stage

a figure

a sound without assigned message

and a spotlight