The Jester

Dance, Jester, Make a fool of yourself
It pays to get them laughing.

Drop the act, Jester. In the end you aren't real
To them, you're just entertainment.

You think they care about you, Jester?
You're nothing but a fool in a frivilous hat.

You're unknown, Jester; a Speck in their life,
And you go home, alone again.

Forgotten; Jester. When will they learn
You're more than this suit and Hat?

Rise up, Jester! Open your eyes!
And show them what you can accomplish.

They'll fall, Jester, beg at your feet like
Rats and Beetles that fear the world.

And to your hands, Jester. You'll be the revolution.
A Plague for centuries to proceed.