The Part of a Jester

A long time ago, I used to be a dancer.

I started young

and danced for all passions.

Once I was asked to be on a stage

And so on the stage I was

They gave me the beat

And I danced to the tune

I danced and I danced

I danced til my bones ached

And my muscles creaked

I begged for a break

And they begged for me to continue

And so I danced

For as long as there was a tune

There had to be a dance

And the music seemed to be forever long

I spun myself dizzy

And danced myself dumb.

I split myself crazy

And tumbled until there were none more.

My sweat was sweating

I was dancing through puddles

And puddles became streams

And those streams became rivers

And those rivers became floods

And those floods became oceans

And still I danced

I don't know if the tune still played

But my feet would not stop

I could swear there was applause

Or was it the rushing roar of my blood

I think the sounds were in my head

But it mattered no more

Why I could no longer take off my shoes

They became my feet

And beautiful dance clothes now in taters and attached to me

Glued to me, one with my skin

I was the dancer and nothing more

And so I danced still

The part of the jester

With no other role but this one

A dancer with no music

A dancer now old

A dancer who danced till they could no more

And so when my bones squeaked

And my muscles gave out

I collapse on stage in my final bow

And you'd think it's be over but no

In my place they brought a new dancer

And a new song

And they danced and they danced

They danced to the tune

01/12/2024