swirling outer rings sweep across the terrain
jostling tremble
a king on his throne shakes to bits
with queen unconscious and subdued
the jester takes up court
who's to judge the fool when he's in charge?
always brown nosers and kiss asses with an agenda
intent on influencing the crowd
a contrary voice is stifled all to abruptly
fools and cowards in your presence
say hello to you and I
defeated before the battle
pride the downfall
mister disingenuous flat on his face
now wondering where his lords have gone
haughty endeavors detached by means of self-loathing
is it better to be the butt of the joke
or to live it?
the humor is lost when you become a parody of another life