Laura Mckenzie Poet Free verse

Fallible Species

Are we the same?
The questions are real the answers are in an arena
Performing at a circus
Men on wires with laughter and tears
The noise 
The silent noise
On goes the appearance
And the pitiful elephants desensitized
The doors are shut
The sawdust has settled
Spent weary faces strive for another day
Clowns with cherry hair
The fat lady sings
For a time she is happy
But inside she dies
A slow death of suffocated words
And they rush pass fast
Nonexistent smiles on happy people
Clutching their counterfeit lives out loud
And they are the indistinguishable
Wearing long black suits

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John Rhinem March 30, 2009 at 5:27 PM ....would that we wished that it were not this way? Whom would not! I love the way "You" write!:) And I have expressed this truth unto Your talented self before!:) So, write us all another write~that we may enjoy Your wonders yet again!:) And, "I Miss You!":)~"My Love Always To 'You & Your Loves' Forever, John!!!"~"Have A Very Beautiful & Glorious Day Dear Laura~Bye!:):)

John Rhinem March 30, 2009 at 5:19 PM Smile~You know I miss "You" don't You dear!?:) So, where have You been, my talented and beautiful Laura Mckenzie?!:) This write here seems to be a somewhat different side of You dear? And I sincerely like it! For it seems to delve deeper into the bigger picture of the realities of it all~This Jekyll and Hyde world which we all live within! And, You penned within some sort of abstract I would say; its truth so very well....cont....

Michael Jordan March 11, 2009 at 1:14 AM Laura this poem speaks the truth about many people - Seems everyone has something to hide - I try hard now to be honest in every aspect and its not that easy at times - But real is real anyway you slice it up - God Bless, MJ

Sharon Winter March 10, 2009 at 8:09 AM Maybe we are all the same in a way, maybe not. Definitely some wear their disguise much stronger, shall we say, than others. Laura, an intense and thought provoking poem. I have been disappointed with many people in my life. My true and good friends I can count on one hand. Quite an analogy here. Powerful write. Love, Shar

Carrie Richards March 9, 2009 at 6:12 PM Sadly, it speaks of the way of the world...is anyone really quite the clown or the performer that they present to the outside world...?? Most likely just a counterfeit of their real selves...at least much too often, out of fear ...we are afraid to be true to ourselves. ~ Well done... Carrie