keruption

An actor auditioned
for a dream of a role
To play such a role?
A lifetime's sweetest goal

The process consisted
of an interview and a reading
But the actor was last in line
There was time for but a meeting

Yet the producers were smitten!
They were charmed all the way
They asked the happy thespian
to come back another day

And when that day came
they all hit it off so neatly
They chatted and chatted and chatted...
and ran out of time completely

"We'll be back in town next month
when the tour again comes through
We'll do the reading then
Is that okay with you?"

The actor smiled and nodded
bursting with patience to spare
No need to not savor
another walk home on air

Ready to step in
The role known by heart
But at the next meeting?
No reading for the part

And thus it went
And months turned to years
The producers always assuring
"You're the best we've seen here!"

Finally, a decade later
the actor got a short note
"We're going in another direction"
was all the note wrote

The actor was stunned
by the abruptness of the deed
After a decade of preparing
To not even get to read?

The moral of the story?
The point of our sad tale?
Homo sapiens is corrupted
Corrupted beyond the pale

If "humane" seems a sad joke
and simple decency your grail
If fairness is a lost dream
try a wildebeest or a whale