I Shall Be Clown Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I Shall Be Clown



I shall be clown
I know
I shall be clown

Bring me the red
nose
artificial.

I am humbled.
My aura falls.
But I am a clown.

And
I hear a loud
noise
Continuous and
increasing noise.

I hear
the chains falling
falling.

Saturday, February 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: humor
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