I laugh day after day
Laughing makes time pass away
I laugh from six to nine and nine to nine
Laughing sleep away as I purse my line
I laugh so hard, and yet, so low,
I could hear the silent within, and cold winds blow
I could hear the lions roar, the sounds of birds
And the cries of people behind closed doors
Weariness captures my verbal sounds
While I reveal the story of “Heartache of a Clown”
I who was tried for a homicide and possession of a knife
Was convicted and sentenced, now opposed by life
The conscious story from the inner mind
Reveals the true story of why I’m doing time
Now I sit and laugh sadness away
Yet, trying to forget, tomorrow is another day
I even laugh at the sight of death
I laugh so hard, I barely catch my breath
I laugh with a laugh, and laugh with a growl,
Yet, you never see me without a grin or a smile
I laugh even when I should be sad
It isn’t my intention, but merely my fad
I even laugh at myself…
From fear of laughing at anyone else
I hide within my sadness
It keeps me sane and controls my madness
See, the ‘make-up’ isn’t here
But the laugh is what I wear
And after a day of laughing
Begins a night of crying
And after a night of crying
Begins another day of laughing…
–By Paul “Goo-Goo” Williams