tragedy in close up:
the shriveled hands of poverty
brought him forth that April day
into a world that destroyed every dream
his spark became a lantern
that led him to escape -
a world free of the sounds of toil and pain,
unorthodox, quite volatile and strange.
there are no scripts to study his genius -
the little tramp put heaven in a flower,
the simple joy of living in his walk,
love became a child dressed in rags.
his views were "dangerous" and led to exile
but eventually, the error of the masses faded;
and as he wept, they honored his life's work -
comedy in long shot.

Charles Chaplin
2 comments:
All of this stuff is just fantastic.
Thank you, Matthew! I appreciate that so much. ^_^
Jen
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