The Academy Award goes to,
the whole wide world,
for pretending there is nothing wrong with it.
Goes to all the actors and actresses
who have hidden their scars,
and those who stand passively,
voyeurs to a steep decline.
The Oscar goes to those who have surrendered,
to the sweet release of insanity.
This world is a stage,
and we are all merely players.
The critics hate us,
the audience berates us,
art is dead, while a struggle goes on,
to finally distribute this one movie,
a bloodstained cry for peace.
The golden man is awarded to
all those who pretend that they are affected by this movie,
yet, refuse to stop this charade.


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