End Credits

The screen goes blank as lights go out
Flipping anxiously over the last page
The credits roll names they never shout
Feels like your life story on that stage
Minutes go by as the seats go up
Ending with peace what feels like the last chapter
They made it easy names they wait to scroll up
Credits that are lost in the closed jar
Names that are content it did so well
Recognition never really rang a bell.

Credits keep rolling like some weird patterns on screen
So many names it seems unending
All forgotten once it is seen
Like fleeting memories of one who gave you the wing
Applauding all in the name of the job
They've all got the surname of unsung heroes
No place in memories they fail to rob
Lost with them their highs and their lows
Credits roll up like some fake promises
Bound to forget with days passing days.

 
Appreciation most call it a distant affair
Unlike a few who recall the help
Yet there are a few tagged with Rare
The ones who made you yourself
Names that are thought no more of
Once their task becomes a thing of the past
Even before the credits end,switches turned off
Some even call it a boring time waste
Yet they are always there,always to help
Having your back whenever there's a yelp.