A Carnival Delight

Two people, sewn together
more stitches bringing them together
than they ever were of conjoined twins.

A scream of horror elicited,
brought by the 'person' before her.
A thump sounded as she fainted.

Next on stage,
blood red eyes and pale skin
people cowered and hid
shielding away from his 'devils syndrome'.

Just when the audience
seemed it couldn't take anymore,
more acts joined the other on stage.

A man so small
he should have been a boy
and without a match
lit a fire like a dragon.

A girl in a cage
with eyes of panic,
contorted her body,
popping limbs and snapping bones
no one saw the tears of pain.

A man who more snake than human,
a mans torso there but a snake tail.
He watched with unmoving eyes
for where should have been life and love
there was just emptiness inside.

The Ringmaster sings
to the rhythm of the people
cheers and smiles of city and town.

A tip of the hat,
smiles of the crowd.
There's nothing more
than the scent of popcorn
and the laughter of children.

All too soon the acts must end
and the Ringmaster leaves
the people and the crowd
packing up for going on the road again.

The ringmasters song,
have ended for the night
and hat of pride is lain away.

Yet the acts stay and pack
wondering why
they were chosen
to be the freaks of the world.

The Ringmaster's authority
is still alive though
and he whips and tortures
thinking, why oh why,
he was the one burdened
with watching over
the freaks of the world.