carousel

"carousel"

i like the pictures in coloring books,
i like the way the crayons make the animals look,
more like friendly little pieces of art,
and less like the predators they actually are...

i like to go and see the circus clown,
who paints a cheerful smile on to cover his frown,
quick with his seltzer but slow to condemn,
he's everybody's fool and he hasn't any friend...

sometimes i find myself wondering,
what the world would look like through innocence,
but i'm the one who left those childhood eyes behind...

i like to go and ride the carousel,
i like the bright colors and that noone can tell,
the horses go round but they never get far,
locked in a cycle that begins at the start...

sometimes i find myself stumbling,
or standing my ground on unsteady feet,
and i ask myself if these eyes of mine are so blind...