The Circle of Clique

Throughout my journey, A much travelled world , I have lived in many Countries from the Sublime to absurd,. Throughout my start, Day one to high school, I was always the outsider So I proffered the fool. Throughout my youth, From high school to man, I made many enemies, Lost many good friends, Throughout my work, Of antiques and auctions, The choices are vast, With so many options. Throughout my life, I have donned many hats And worn many shoes, Tolerated sycophants, And shared with the poor. Throughout my world, Of bigotry and hate , Where the pawn is a tool, And the king arrives late. But if there was one journey, I could choose to unpick, It would always come down To those clowns in a clique.