Fool Poem by Ted L Glines

Fool
by Ted L Glines

Put me in my place
lost without a trace
you think you know my face
but you don't know me
not the me that's really me
you only know what you can see
you think my act is really kewl
with my prat-fall and my drool
as I play the silly fool

A clown may laugh and prance
and you get caught up in her dance
never knowing the romance
of her sordid guilty years
or her nightmares and fears
a crying heart no one hears
and the only hope she knows
is her makeup and her shows
and the glee which she bestows
for all the comedie and cheers
masque the pathos of her years
as laughter drowns in her own tears
her happy pink is lonely blue
her laughing smile is makeup too
her every act is done on cue
and the only fool is you


Author's Notes: If we really knew her, we would hug her and love her. We would ease her pain and make her laugh again. But we don't know her. She is everywhere. 'She is always smiling. She always makes me laugh. She never thinks anything bad.' That's the one. Look deeper, for she is worth knowing.