The Silent Cry Poetry Collection

The Sinister Nature of all Things

Roll up, roll up for the greatest show on Earth!

A circus, a freakshow, come show us your worth.

I promise it's something never seen before,

Just take a step through my door.

There's Bayonette, who swallows swords,

Rapiers, katanas, she has a whole horde.

Watch as each one slides down her throat,

Careful now, she doesn't choke.

A Strongman of course, is an absolute must,

And ours is as tall as he is robust.

Could pick three of you up, easy as pie,

Then throw you a few feet and make you fly.

Acrobats and Contortionists, we have them too,

Their feats attract quite a queue.

The group will swing, twist and somersault,

Without dropping a single fault.

The Fire-Eater delights in gulping flame,

To him, it's all a majestic game.

The light flickers and wriggles within his mouth,

And his skin glows as it travels down south.

Clowns are also a part of my show,

My troupe aren't so bad you know.

The painted faces add a neon spark,

In the ever encroaching dark.

I hope you enjoyed my colourful freaks,

But if it is a job you seek,

Sign right here on the dotted line,

So your soul will be mine.

Working at my establishment, you'll be treated to the best,

And I promise, you'll get a chance to rest.

I only want your soul in return,

A small price to pay for a trade to learn.

You can be anything you want here,

Stilt-Walker, Jester, Magician, Seer,

We're always looking for new acts to add,

And join our family of the mad.

Time is of the essence and I haven't got all day,

So my friend, what do you say?