Jokers Mask Poem by Anthony Spiros Mcgilvra

the unsung hero he steps aside

into the corners he goes to hide

he puts on a mask and sings along

he dances away to this endless song

it doesnt matter its in the past

a new page now a brand new mask

a new saga to write, a brand new day

but all he has done is fading away

his pages are lost in the sands of time

our villain's a hero in his own twisted mind

new battles to fight, old monsters to slay

his memory's take flight, there slipping away

he can't get them back, so he carries on

with his jokers mask just singing his song

laughing at strangers passing him by

hiding his loss deep down inside

fooling the world, with his jokers mask

killing his music an effortless task

slaying the notes, ending the tunes

at the end of his rope, will the music come soon?