Occupy Poetry

Bring in the Clowns

BY Friscobeat

The pageant has lost its luster
the audience is drifting away.

The producers scratch their collective head
and wonder how last Fall's hit
has become this Springs flop.

They scanned the script with a meticulous eye.
Every character was scrutinized.
Even the music was suspect.

Nothing amiss was found.

Then an unnoticed guy in the back
with the flashing bow tie
and size 20 shoes
called attention to himself with a fart,
the missing dimension was revealed.
Their drama could bring the audience to tears
it could send them out into the street
with the revolutionary fervor.

But what they had not asked the audience to do
was to laugh. They needed some kind of a
clown.

Tag:Tag:

Newsletter

Help us build the most popular collection of engaged poetry online. ubscribe to Occupy Poetry & Stay tuned!

Back to Top