Gods and clowns only do our bidding;
One we fear, and at one we laugh;
God hears our secrets, to judge us our errors;
Clowns keep no secrets, and thus yield no wrath.
Gods have angels, and clowns have sidekicks,
To help them dispense with the tricks of their trade;
Though god needs no fall man, to make him look better,
And clowns can't dispense, with the world god has made.
Gods and clowns still hold the world together,
Balanced well between laughter and tears,
And while we are young, the clowns are our heroes;
But god's always victor, at the end of the years.
clever poem