Poem by SITI RUQAIYAH HASHIM

WORLD CLOWN FESTIVAL

 

 

And all the clowns continue their festival

Day and night

Non-stop dancing and deliriously drunk

All clowns keep on clowning

In the most fantastic clown festival

 

There is the clown Emperor

Really?

Oh yes!

And clown President?

Off-course

He had been clowning around

Since 25 years ago

Dont mention the court jester clowns

 

They didnt do anything

Their times filled up with clowning around

Courts?

They write the names of the clowns

Police?

They write the statements of the clowns

Then?

All documents are nicely kept in archives

In 50 yrs time they become public documents

Ahh….

Its getting nauseating

Uuwek! Uuwek!….

 

The people?

They become clowns from empty promises of the clown President

 

Pseudo hopes

And their stomach getting empty

Blah….blah..blah

 

And she?

She lived quietly alone  at home

Jotting down and keep on jotting down notes

Actions of the clowns

And their  not so funny clowning acts

One day

She will get nobel peace prize

For her notes!

 

FRAGMENT OF POEM WORLD CLOWNS FESTIVAL

KUALA LUMPUR JANUARY 2024

 

SITI RUQAIYAH HASHIM

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