Friday, 24 October 2008

FACES

Son, brother, student, friend:
These faces in me do reside.
For every role (many have no end)
I have one face always, by my side.

I am now a clown,
And now I am a cop;
I'll never let you down,

This act will (never) stop.
(Soon afterwards)
But now I am tried -
It is finally time,
After the amount I have lied
To put an end to this mime.
And thus, without many poses
This chapter finally closes.

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