A Clown Bows His Head Poem by Matthew Holloway

Words only ever words of a fool
Empty, shallow and meaningless
However their intent, meaning
Tethered to a history of shame
A history of lies and masks
Now forever to fall on deaf ears
Unwilling or perhaps now unable
To listen and to believe once more
The clown self loathing is silent
Head bowed in self disgust
No longer recognising his own self
Regret and remorse consume the soul
And what can now be said
That's not already been spoken
Unsure of how to find a way
To trust and believe again
A clown bows his head
And awaits his execution