Them That You Serve Poem by Dorsey Baker

Performer
you come out
stand on the stage
the crowd
is waiting
for your performance
you bow before them
then
you begin to perform
you are under
no stress and strain
because its your calling!
your feet
are planted
firmly on the floor
your breathing
is normal
just a performer
proudly
performing your duty
the crowd
is begging for more
and you give them
just what they are
begging for
after all
you are the servant to
them that you serve