Who knows who among us is waiting to be heard?
Lurking in the wings may be somebody else.Skip to next paragraph
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Not the recognized performer out in front
with his lines all written for him scene by scene, and every inflection, gesture, stance rehearsed to promote (to a last nuance) the latest
and most glitteringly chic of hits.
But somebody else:
not listed at all.
who urgently, inchoately from where he's hid may be trying
in a muffled voice to cry
``But this isn't it!''
This isn't what in the least is meant!''
If he were somehow
to get himself out: if he were to bolt on to the lighted stage and blurt aloud
whatever it is -
O mercy upon us!
How a whole house (from gallery to stalls) might be shaken - shaken! - as if by a quake.
audience so classily in the know
to what Awesome News
suddenly be exposed?