The Audition

The Audition

By Sonia Frances Stevens

This day dragged on and on.

As, if I was repeating a song.

Finally, I go myself along to the audition.

At Wolf Bay 4 in Wales Bay.

That is where I made a new friend today.

I saw that I was there.

I really did not care for the wait

I was there to experience the “Cattle call”

I saw the expression of other’s when they fall.

Their eyes and heart were left at the door,

At that “Cattle call”

I felt so different but I was accepted

I passed my test as I did my best.

I went through that door of “The cattle call”

I now know what it really feels

To be put in front of most famous speels

To say my words and be judged.

My lesson here,

Was I was there.

Making my way through locked doors

That these doors are just doors.

There are always keys.

The Audition was not of me.

I was auditioning them,

The panel of 6 men and women.

I passed but they failed.

I held my head up and smiled.

Copyrighted © 2006-2007 by Sonia F Stevens