A Circus Act

When his subconscious finds difficulty in accepting their reality

The will to feel real overshadows the clapping seal embodied.

Such a good boy, such a kind boy, his A-list grin fool’s so many

Such a patient boy, such a clever boy, his mind tormented, trembling.

At the thought of life in servitude, wrought from our fore-father’s vain;

Attempts at instilling moral values, to condemn the “insane”.

The leaders we trust to forge a path, forge their own into fame

And leave us hopelessly, inexplicably, thrusting for the same. 

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