My beloved spouse describes her strange dream

We were in the Kodak Theater in the days before the show.
By the time night arrived.
And it's a rehearsal.
They called the best picture; ' The old naked starving man with a red beard from another planet.'
Moments after you were named for the best actor in the same movie.
After receiving the Oscar you came to me and kissed my forehead.
I whispered that I am conceived and this time must be a boy.
Then you collapsed with the award.
I woke up and found the best actor lying on the floor beside our rickety bed after the nightcap.

* To all the poor actors and actresses those who perform great roles in the life-drama for nothing?

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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