Jester

They had no idea

that I was Heyoka.

They're frantic with panic

and I'm just doing the Polka.

I'll make them see

their own hate and mistrust,

then make them laugh at the fact

and make the intestinal tract combust.

Sometimes I'm a monkey,

sometimes I'm a coyote.

After seeing me,

you'll feel like you've eaten all the Peyote.

The images must be broken

by the hands of the Jester.

Put them on the rack

like I'm Uncle Fester.

I'm dancing with girls

and drinking red wine.

Every time you draw the line,

I go ahead and cross the line.

Who else but me

could question your assumptions?

Teach you and tease you

with combinations and conjunctions.

I'll make you doubt

enough to question,

inquire with the fire

and rebellion of dissension.

I hop around

and expose your fear,

make you see it's all you,

I make it perfectly clear.

The Sacred Clown

will heal you, surprise you.

I'll hold up the mirror

and show you who you told lies to.