Poetry

The Crowned Clown

Stop acting cool

I ain’t a fool

You reek of fear

Don’t add fire to the fuel

                                                       

The head keeps on changing, not the crown

It does know where it belongs

Try to hold on strong

Before it turns out, you are nothing but a clown

                                       

You are the puppet in the play

In the line to get slay

If not today

You will live to see another day

                                       

~Sarugowri N 

Erode, Tamil Nadu

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