Thursday, June 19, 2008

The day the clown cried

Today is the day the clown cried
Standing on a cliff so high 
The engulfing ocean below
In only a few moments death would become his ally 
The thought of taking his life on his mind 
One step closer to the end of his life 
Twenty three years of misery 
Finally about to end 
Couldn’t take it anymore 
Could no longer pretend 
He was a clown, a jester in the court of this world 
A ruthless and unforgiving place this world 
Throughout his life Laughter and insults at him were hurled 
As his closest friend, Loneliness unfurled 
No one to look up-to no one to care 
No one to talk to no one to share 
In this way he grew up as a child 
All feelings of love and emotion beguiled 
Glimpses flashed in front of his eyes
Like sparkles from fireflies
He remembered the days of those last few years 
Days of misery, deceit and lies 
For adults and children all alike
Houses, parties and on the roadside 
to make others laugh he had tried
using trumpets and balloons
cycles and horns....  jokes and jiggles
 juggling sharp knives 
even eating fire...like he had a fiery appetite
magical tricks and stunts with a yo-yo
Wherever he went he always put up a good show 
People loved him for what he was 
But no one knew who he really was
A smile on his face to cover his real self 
A mask behind which he hid himself
No matter what the situation 
The mood in his chamber was always grey
The celebrations outside kept at bay 
Outside, a symbol of happiness
Inside he was completely destroyed 
Deprived of the will to live 
A smile he was no longer able to give 
Only within darkness he had survived
Twenty three years of misery he survived
But no more he decided
Could he continue his life so gilded 
With nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
He finally sought to end his life. 
Standing on a cliff so high 
The engulfing ocean below 
His mind now filled with only thoughts of suicide
He looked behind one last time and said "Goodbye" 
He took a step forward away from the cliff so high
guided by the air, he began to fly
his final performance coming to an end
it was time to put a stop, no longer the need to pretend 
he closed his eyes and tears rolled out 
ringing in his ears, the sound of the final applause 

TODAY was the day....... the clown cried !!!!


:o)