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The Jester

The Jester

I will dance and I will sing
And I will entertain my king
With smile bright and insides pained
No one guesses what is feigned
I’ll wear this grin and play the fool
And never cry, that is my rule
Pain runs deep, clear to my bone
No one knows that I’m alone
I suck it up or push it down
Always smile. Never frown
But in my chest there lies a smirk
It never shows, but it takes work
to hold it in, deep in my soul
And after time that takes its toll
For in my eyes, there hides a tear
that wants to run, and that I fear
For if I cry, or if I sigh
then you will start to wonder why
Why I would weep without a care
And you may guess this pain I bear
You would know I hurt inside
And you would know that I had lied
Lied not with words, but with my acts
And you would pry and learn the facts
That I will weep, and I will moan
But I will do it all alone
while late at night and in my bed
My smile gone and laughter dead.
-BNS, 12/19/1995

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