I’m Jesting

Everywhere I go I am naked,

Vulnerable to the daggers others stare at me

I’m cold and hungry,

but I dare not ask for food

My pride is shattered,

my self image sacrificed for survival

Backflips for Pennies

A clown for others to mock at their own amusement

I’m nothing but a court jester

A punching back

A mirror that reflects what you wish to see

Everyone who looks at me sees someone different

Am I weak or strong?

Kind or cruel?

Selfless or selfish?

Everyone you ask will give you a different answer, but everyone’s answer is more important that my own

Nothing comes free

Being free comes at a cost

Unfortunately I cannot presume to afford the cost

So I dance, and dance, dance

Until my legs give out

One thought on “I’m Jesting”

  1. Well, then define yourself, and let everyone else see what they see, and realize that you know you better than we do. It’s the curse of this world. An eddy Vedder Lyric:

    Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they’ll never know.

    1 Corintios 13:9-12
    For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

    We will all know you perfectly in heaven: exactly as you know yourself. But that time isn’t here yet.


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