They were always supposed to be funny, 
At the circus doing tricks, 

 Making children laugh, adults whom were once so young, 

 They wear many different expressions to hide 
 What's really inside,

 Appear do they friendly in the daylight, 
 But in the coming days of

 October, faces of clowns in the dark, only faces 
 In the night.

 On a cool, crisp, October, days before Halloween,
 I went walking,

 A breeze in the air as it is now Fall and the days 
 Are much shorter.
Laughter echoed through the swaying trees, 
From a distance, a face known to me.

Not like before as a child sees a clown, a quick, evil, 
Stare as he ran away,

 Left behind was something that can't be 
 Erased from my mind,

 Night after night they became more and more, 
 Just one face the same.

 Clowns in the dark whom wear not the faces of fun 
 But of their pain,

Revenge, Clowns from all time, wreak havoc in the night,  
No reasons why.

                  Keith Garrett

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