All the worlds a stage
As seen through his eyes
A three ring circus
Filled with whimsical rides

But when the performance is through
And the lights have dimmed low
His makeup has vanished
The fascade is gone too

All that remains is a transparent man
That the crowd is forbidden to see
A lonely man who was thwarted in love
By a mask of his own insecurity

Tears once hidden behind the grease paint
Are visible once again
Exposing the wound of his broken heart
That can only be seen by him

Then magically as the spotlight shines
The painful tears subside
The clown with his laughing eyes
And comical disguise
Has found a warm safe place to hide

By Lisa Caraglio