Circus Life

No safety net exist for those who are poor Except the set of skills honed ekeing some more This life's trapeze I swing wageless to survive, I climb the breeze then where waged heroes must thrive On something more than guts, the numbing applause The victim's lore in the just service of cause O laugh madly loud, matters not the bands beat The tragedy trouping down the cheering street I will join them, turn my horror into gain This need must stem want of hunger and of pain I am crazy enough, so they will have me From one lazy rope to next, this prodigy. It was a long climb up the height you see me King of the song and dance show and comedy Each child wait only for the gasping breath The twist of fate postponing horror and death I am the king of the flying trapeze, watch The fast, high swing, and the short rope's nimble catch Confidence makes the only safety net here Watch my dive rakes the oohs and aahs from the air I shall come down but to thunder and applause And make the town thinks gravity has no laws It's mere chance we keep rolling through open space There is none free if by laws we permit grace I am caught in a circus by webs of dream Floating on din where the children gladly scream Strings of thought, wings of imagination bright Charmed by feelings truth hides best behind the light Circus children, all of us on the fast trapeze Climbing heaven, we fall again to creature ease.