Tears Of A Clown Poem by Sinclair Azubuike Farrell

Behind a carefully painted on mask

drips tears of a jovial clown

whilst the show must go on

through the chorus of laughter

which befalls him

everywhere he goes

as an object of constant ridicule

his angusih is immeasurable

his pain is unspoken of

and behind closed doors

His watery tears

wipe away his painted mask

off with the facade

he then becomes

free to be his uncostumed

emotional wreck

of a desperately lonely self.