The spot light

Lights come on and we stare at a stage collecting dust. A janitor steps out on to the stage and begins to clean up. As he swipes the dust up he looks and sees all the seats empty but he thinks to his self. How many people have walked these halls to come and see shows about love. thrill, tragedy and all types of musical's. He feels the thrill build up in has self and can't help but smile to hear the applauses of a job well done. The music playing and the actors and actresses playing there roles as the red curtain open to begin the stories of many. For the audience that watched as the story unfolded was all types of minds looking for a escape out of the world of the living. Some watched as warriors fought for country and family or the love of betraying the father king and mother queen to be with a princess from a enemy kingdom. These stories changed peoples minds in many ways think of it. A men and women came to these shows sad or happy but left having a better day or had a renew sense of purpose  and to try there luck at something more in life. But to think on this matter more the stage does not just mean the theater oh no. In the world today the stage is anywhere, kids in schools giving there reports on history or science. People in business talking to the head of the company in order to show there part of things. But than if I go back to the past to the medieval times young boys fighting a long side farmers and knights to protect their land or something worth more. But in that moment   brings me to the world wars. They fought on a stage build to bring honor and safety. I can see there faces and feel the emotions they went through as they sat in the mud and blood. They were scared all would be as they looked for someone to lead them. They were not alone in their quest for glory my friends. There was leaders that step in front of them and spoke of freedom to protect those that are here and those to come into this world like a conductor  telling the orchestra what was to come next in the line so they march on to victory for the show, for the future. Even a writer builds his or her stage while writing to create a story and give part in it with ones self to feel it all as we walk in the characters shoes with each word we tell we are on stage showing the world our selves as the penicl touchs each page while our lives unfold showing ones true self to the world saying we are here and we will make a name for our self in it and we will not give up. The spotlight goes off, than on again now our janitor was dress as  the  conductor for the show to build to its peak. The curtains then swipe open and four sheets of white screens unfolded from the ceiling and four lights project scenes from different events of everything in the timelines. The janitor swings his hands wildly and the music plays slowly and rises up to a explosive grant performances of work as every event in stories, histories, wars  and normal events like sports. All of them laying claim to there proud moment in time. The music plays beautifully and the events show the proof of this as it is going on. There is going to be fear but also a feeling of being proud of what you do. Can you see it my friends? The battlefield, men running to meet with destiny on land. By sea like the British fighting pirates as there ships run aside one another. Or adventurers fighting the forces of evil to slay the darkness to rain light on the worlds. On the four screens behind the janitor one person steps forth on each screen and bows to the audience the curtain close and our janitor that was the conductor bows. The audience that was watching was all of you so stand and applaud but bow your self for you all are part of your own stage you all are a part of your own story moving forword. The janitor turns back and whistles while continuing to clean as he walks off  the stage. To all out there the words you speak can boost peoples hearts to fight onward to get there chance to make there own stage.    So choice your words