Under the Lights

By Mason Vargas

I sit below the lights

Which encompasses all during those nights

At first a block of silence

And all that changes with a bit of guidance

It all begins with a start

A wave of rush begins to show

With all pieces playing a part

The noises grow and grow

Each noise comes from a voice

Of different backgrounds and people in the world

All coming solely by choice

To be together in a place unfurled

And so I roar during the nights

With others, all united by one

Under the lights

Until the fun is done

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