Three Ring Circus

Another oldie from my stockpile presented once again for your enjoyment.

Circus tent flaps open; inviting the show-goers

and signs on the wall say to turn off phones and beepers.

"Caution:Animals are sensitive to light and sound

Please dont feed them, for they must be bound."

Entering the domain of a circus show

where upon the masses entertainment they will bestow.

Captured from the wild; for your amusement

and all of the activitys are performed without their consent.

Look! Here comes the one whos always swinging.

Dont look down! Heres the jump hes been avoiding!

Wow! Look at 'em go! He flies so high!!

But now he waves and bades goodbye.

Next act is all one of balance; for theres a ring of fire

and as she walks the tightrope; walking on a thin wire!

Woops! Down she goes plummeting into the flames

Its such a shame. No I dont know their names.

Oh the body has been cleared away; next one up!!

Wondrous! On its nose it balances a cup!!

Will it spill? Perhaps fall down upon the critter?

Ack! Down it went! Acid was the liquid oh so bitter!!

Heres another look at how this one flips!

But look a ball is in the way, and now it trips!

Falls down to the ground and slams into the swinger!

Crunch! Bones are broken! I hope the next one will linger.

Look how this one stands; oh so defiant

But she'll as well soon become compliant.

Watch her run! Up the wall she goes!

Where'd she go?! Perhaps she was shot, I suppose.

Slam! Blade to the back, now shes on attack

This games a lie, we arent pawns for you to stack!

This circus creatures standing tall, challenging authority

It seems this will have to be your priority.

Stop staring we arent some animals meant for cages

Our story isn't finished; theres still many pages.

Lock us up if you can catch us; Anarchy is here

and you gave us wounds deep; so your punishment will be severe.

Challenging authoruty with every breath

though you keep killing us sending us to death.

But we are multitudes, and anarchy holds much allure

We aren't your "sick generation", cause we are your cure.

Put us up on your stage; got nothing to lose

dont you want to show the world this abuse?

You gave us pain; now we kill you too

and Anarchy's children are making their debut.

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