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The Painted Smile

Poetry By: Ian Dawn

I read Si Cotics profile and saw she was scared of Clowns and Bam out it popped.

Submitted:Feb 27, 2012    Reads: 38    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   

Your job is to turn ugly frowns around

With your painted face, nose applied

You hide behind masks safe n sound

Is this the only way you can hide?


With a face as white as new fallen snow

Eyes that look at me with perpetual surprise

A painted smile so the sadness won't show

No-one sees the silent sad tears he cries


But behind the facade is a monster in wait

He smiles and beckons you in his dank lair

That smells of old booze and oil face paint

Come on in and spend time if you dare


Behind those sad happy face drawn eyes

And a chin that is unshaven and bloated

There are a life time of hurt, pain and lies

That to the world at large is sugar coated


Is he evil or a sad man misunderstood?

Trying to eke out an existence in life

To find a love someone else if he could

Be lucky and stay out of trouble and strife


We all look on and stare at the painted man

Wanting to laugh with him but laughing at him

His clothes like a multicoloured oversize caftan

Not reflecting the shadows he lives in so dim


So smile and wave when you see one from now

Look on with pride and laugh not look down

Because if you don't laugh you may have to bow

Before the dark, evil perpetual smile, of the clown!


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