A Clown
I am a clown
When people laugh I feel so down.
I’m a jokester
But people think
I’m quite the oyster
They say
You stupid clown
You’re no genius but don’t be down.
Besides you’re the town’s fool.
But I’m not no tool.
Besides I’m smart
Just give me a start.
But they just laugh
Because I have the mark of a fool.
But I am smart
Besides here’s a start
A man is the enemy
One that’s bigger than me
And that is us!
Man that kept this world stapled
And man that will destroy it.
It’s not about pollution or Warming.
But how we destroy population
Before this is an end
I’ll make a change then
Getting my degree.
This clown has one more betting
To amends.
Change is its name
Change it shall be.
Change is the future!
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