The Common Clown
The Common Clown I’ve always been fascinated by The clowns at the circus With their painted faces and big red smiles. They’re just as phony as the rest of us. Cowering behind their amusing facades But at times I admire their seemingly petty skill. At times faking life is more than necessary Because the stars aren’t always aligned in perfect constellations, But gathered by fate’s commanding hand like dice And scattered across the sky. There are times that the brave thing to do Is to wake to a new... Sign in to see full entry.