Clown

[Brownlie]

There was a time, a great while ago,
when fools,
buffoons
or so called Jester's 
could take a beating from a king
and then watch him renounce himself,
but then he went the way of an asylum
as if safe harbor 
were two different words.
The laughter and the death of God
was just too much for him
to take
and now,
there's nothing sadder than a clown,
his very face is pock-marked gilt.