Poem
Life is not
A carnival Game
A fairy tale
a happily ever after
Its a bitter spiral of defeat. An endless spiral
of destruction.
And the chaos that encompasses the hearts
of every living soul
fuels the wreckage.
Life is a charade. A game for knights and jokers
The clown at the center of the ring laughs
at all of us, puppets on strings
We learn to conform.
