Another Clown

the clown with red nose
the clown with green ears
the clown with yellow cheeks
the clown with webbed feet
the children don’t like the clowns
all clowns
all the children are scared by all clowns

the child with orange hairs
the child with blue eyes
the child with pink smiles
the child with wide eyes
the clown don’t like the children
all children
all the clowns want to kill all children

the clown get back at home
He shouts: I hate the children
then he eats the soup of day
quietly smiling

the child get back at home
He shouts: I hate the clowns
then he eats the soup of day
quietly smiling

But the worst is forthcoming:
one child among one million
will become a clown

Me I am not a child
I am not a clown and
I do not like the soup

luckily
all sad stories have an end
and here I write a full stop

by Jean Francois Le Goff

Comments (1)

interesting poem, but nice regards, Seán