Outlaws and Poets (fiction and poetry)

Such a small part we
	Each
		Play
Yet if no one
	Put on their masks
		There'd be no
			Today

If no one
	Played the
		Games
Where would all the
	Children
		Go to
			Hide

So strike up the band
	Begin the
		Show
We've all got to
	Play along
		Take on a
			Role

Places everyone
	What's the
		First line
What gambit will be
	Returned
		Mysteries
			Uncovered

Only way to know is to
	Join in the
		Charade
No way to learn
	Sitting alone on an
		Empty
			Stage