Oval Circus, a poem.

The false king,

in the oval circus vested

the wisdom from his jester

of his buffoon, discernment.

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Countless clowns,

upside down crosses

the false king

amok runs his horses.

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Puppets and pawns ignore disbelief

the circus on fire

the tarp breaks apart

the herald, breathes fire.

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Paupers and peasants

observe with regret

the noise becomes louder

a voice screams, you’re jested!