It’s easy to find a blurry face
To take the place of another
In an unflinching wave of laughter,
Jokes and quick wit, and mockery after.
It’s easy to find a shoe that will fit
When all you say will drown out, bit by bit,
When it does not matter who you are
Or the powers you believe above par,
As long as you can play a children’s game:
When colour and brilliance fade away
Mindless mirth in sepia tones
Ricocheting from accepting walls.
It’s easy to find a soul to lock out,
Aloof shoulders, serious glint in eye,
Too stupid to know how to rise high;
Perfect prelude to soon shaking back
As a tail of merriment latches on,
Mighty beyond extinction.