The Stooge

A stooge in a circus

With painted face and colourful attire

The clumsy gate and fake smile;

Surrounded by the wanton crowd,

Waiting for an applause!

People laughing and

Pointing fingers;

The arena filled with noise

Of worries,

Rising in steam of laughter,

Out and about,

Evaporating from the boiling souls,

Leaving some dehydrated

While some in their pure element.


Whereas the stooge

Walking on a thin rope

Carefully and hoping to not fall

Like clinging to thin hope

And emerging out as tall.

A person beneath the facade!

A living breathing person!

Living to be laughed at,

Living to be ridiculed,

Helping others to erase their worries,

Living a life of hope

For others and for self.

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