I love a carnival; lights, music and life.
Sing, sister, sing,
and hand me a dollop of that cotton candy.
I think I'll hang out in the fun house
and wish I were a clown.
How uninhibiting it must be to hide
behind that face paint and just disappear.
Maybe I'll take a turn on the Ferris wheel
and look down on all the lights and the people
and take it all in.
What a sight! what a night!
Japanase lanterns a street dance and tomorrow
is nowhere in sight.
What of the child on the merry-go-round?
All their tomorrows are on the other side of their dismount.
I want to shout at that child...'Be thoughtful! Be careful! Go slow! '
I toss a ring at a duck and see my hope disappear beneath the water
'Try your luck with the balls mister? Three balls for a buck.'
And maybe I'll knock the bottles over instead of drink them dry.
Hear the sound, see the lights and smell the grease.
The grease of life and, baby, watch the show,
the bright, bright show we call life!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem