“Ladies and Gentlemen!” yelled Ringmaster Jesus Christ
“Let me show you a world where the only two differences between hookers and porn stars are the camera and kids at home wishing for food and that their mother isn’t being arrested”
“let me show you a world ran by the insane, and most of the truly sane end it with a barrel in their mouth”
“a world that values money over actual values”
“where 13 kids must die in a school shooting because of one too many snide remarks at their expense”
“a world where the highest life form chooses to work more than any other being in existence just to live, because they have food under lock and key”
“where people kill in the holy name of their peaceful god”
“ and outlawed drugs are not so because of obvious health risks, but to discriminate against minorities”
“a place that will be destroyed soon, not by it’s enemies, but its inhabitants”
The crowd starts to leave
Sick of hearing such nonsense,
When Death rushes into his routine
Deadpan jokes don’t quite work
When he can’t stop giggling at his own ingenious,
This is a dull show to watch,
Even more dull being part of the act,
But we paid for a show and by god we’ll get it,
Maybe the fire breathers will spontaneously combust!
Or the trapease artist will miss the last catch of the last act!
And then our money will be worth it!
The crowd will swell
and roar at the suffering,
it always does.
Any distraction from the tyranny of life
Is well accepted at any cost to others,
Ganesha runs the concession stand,
His four arms and vast intellect helping
fat lazy slobs get back to straining the stadium seating,
plus asking HIM for peanuts never gets old,
Budda runs the customer service station,
While Zeus runs the lights,
All the time as Jesus commands the ring,
Because he wouldn’t haven’t any other way,
The show is worth watching,
But not at the charging price,
But you’ll pay it,
Oh, how you will pay.