Kingdom: VI- Jester

The fool dances in the square

Drunken merry spectacle

for the rigid and reserved

Assumed wasteful, unskilled,

Nothing to gain, little to prove

But in his secret world,

he holds memories, stories

wished forgotten, knots

he yearns to loosen with

each unsteady step

The fool waits, watches,

plays the village's games,

feigns ignorance to small talk

Even in the barking crowd,

He knows how to clear his path