Bulbs

A room full of bulbs which have never been on.
They know they should be on.
A room full of bulbs listen to the only bulb
The only bulb which is on
Or says its on
And teaches them how to be on

The room is on fire, alive, and bright
Lit by the bulb at the front
Every once in a while she points at one small bulb
And the bulb flickers for a few seconds
And the warmth lingers longer
Before the bulb goes dark
And another is chosen to take up the glory.

The room becomes brighter because she came with another bulb that is on
He does not shine as bright, but for some reason he burns

The bulb that works believes in the Bulb Maker

The room goes darker when she leaves the front. But there is a small buzz of electricity in the room

A room full of bulbs which have never been on.
They all believe that they can be bright today