By Conrad Pierce
Sideshow goes on inside the circus, mad hats trick the masses no more, continued so long they no longer had a score. Once had a larger docket, but the sheets been removed, revealing the light socket- lack of power. Can't see reality though so they continue on in their sour, just forget the illusion- follow us and forget the hour. Lying behind glass eyes, seeing their spys, and pretending they're wise. Stomping around the yard, acting as ninjas, holding the spotlight but they cannot see their eyes. Ignorance never ending, selfishness never bending, disguise ever trending.
