Glitter and glam surround
Carpet, the color of redemption,
Mistakenly placed,
Ushering those without need.
Normality escapes.
We are transported while
Art is parsed.
Snippets performed, though sometimes
Shell games are played.
And then a moment of clarity
Cuts through the veil of pretentiousness
And false importance.
A truth spoken or
Transcendent talent shines.
There are moments of intense clarity
In this constant cry for ego.
They are redemptive.
Perhaps the opening flooring
Should be like that of Dorothy.
The fake reality of riches
Versus the glory of humility.
Few are deserving.
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