We knew it was coming
We felt it draw near
The loss of our safe world
Of drama, of cheer.

Our escape is a blessing
From all that is real,
Behind safety curtains
We feel what we feel !

We tried to hold tightly
To our weekly retreat
To the worlds we create
In our minds, voices and feet!

This poison is strong tho!
the apple’s been bitten.
And it’s retelling our story
From the one that’s been written.

It’s emptied our stages
Turned dressing rooms bare,
Silenced our pits,
Blinded audience stares!

Our hearts may be broken,
but this storm we will weather.
In self isolation !
But our spirits together.

let us tell you a thing
Not one Theatre Baddie
Have we ever let win!


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