Sunday, October 9, 2011

Modern Jester.

The madcap Jester
   in bathrobe motley
Bleats his horn
    in the jungle
        of our subconscious

With his shield of Humor
    he wields words
like weapons
    piercing the armor
of our preconceptions

He hunts the hunters
    and from his throat
bellows the defiance
    for the silent deer

Enter the Wall-World
    of his dreams
at your own risk
   prepared to be provoked

Through song he sings
    harsh truths
(This romantic poet)
and relishes the duel
   with Thinking minds

Come thought-bare...
    and prepare to leave
envelop'd in nettle barbs
     of prickly wit.

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