Court Jester

I am the jester of your court

Question all in a sarcastic tone

whisper back my retort

No skills to hone just chill on your phone

As I wonder freely through your fort

I sing muses to confuse

All those oh petty fews

Who through murder and might

Have gained them the right

To sit where they might

whisper in your ear

Give those newbies a lear

But I fill them with cheer

With my rhymes and my wit

You'll never have to realize it

How half the lights in that hallway are out

What are these strange things you spout

There's nothing to worry about

You've always lacked a tongue

From when you were young

Denied ya coulda sung

That's why i'm here

To temper your fear

Those feelings you had

Left you armor clad

But as the court seems to settle

I will test your mettle

You study a pedal

In your armour of metal

Upon it you scour yet can't see the flower

From up in your tower you lack the power

I rest on your shoulder

I hope you've have grown bolder

Keeping court is a chore

Why even pay attention anymore

Just look at this joke

Or even take a toke

Who cares, you're my main bloke

If the world wants your time

You've commited no crime

It can come get in line

You are entirely fine

Your ear it is mine

Shan't let my ideas sit and fester

As I am your jester

Be still and be keen

You'll see what I mean

If its supposed to it will

Let them fall to their fill

What's he on about?

What's the goal of the lout

Chips fall as they may

Jester says don't look away

But you hear clanking that way

Theres a sense of disquiet

Then in comes a riot

Faces fill with dismay

Court's in dissaray

The guards start to scatter

But he tells you it don't matter

The jester wore a mask

But you rip off the casque

It hid the truth of anxiety

But he still swears his fealty

Come on I'm your reality

I work humbly for you 

stay in your purview

You can trust very few

they all wear masks too

As the throngs of dismay

Sway your court with their way

The stains in your rug

give those latches a tug

No holes in your armour

May not be a charmer

As outward you stammer

Keep demons in the slammer

You keep the realities of fate

And the jovialities of self hate

In a battle of silence

Upon which you balance

The way you train your brain

And the things you cant explain

Hope your logic aint faulty

Cuz those expectations are lofty

The temptress trots in

And asks you what sin

Why does this jester sequester

You in your chair

Theres freedom right there

If only the world was fair

Someone did this to you

Crafted your view

Listen to me

With the silence be free

In the jester chimes

Only I can make rhymes

Remember the times

I'm crafty and fun

I'm the only one

With which you can trust

Beleive me you must

You must not acknowledge

The flaws in your mind

You balance on an edge

It's one of a kind

Your solemn pledge

You swore off emotion

The temptress brews a potion

You can't stem an ocean

Your court starts to mumble

As the fort starts to rumble

The temptress says don't sit here and rot

As she hands you the pot

And without second thought

You down a whole lot

Water starts pouring

It really is roaring

The court screams

But your smile beams

It was not as it seems

You needn't the fort

Or even your court

Render your armour asunder

Lets see what lies under

But in rumbles the thunder

It reveals a blunder

The walls start to shatter

And court seems to scatter

You pull at the latch 

but it seems to catch

You've met your match

The water level rises

There'll be no surprises

You try to get up but weigh too much

Pulled down by the crutch

The court leaves in a disorderly fashion

And your filled with passion

As the water flows past your toes

Your armor it bows

But it refuses to break

How much will it take

You rip and you tug

But it holds it's iron hug

Your armoured shell

Guarded you through hell

Too thick to hear the bell

The hollow echo, might as well

Try to pretend that it's still swell

I sit at the core

Words echo off the metal of yore

Water crawls up the walls

And forms water falls

It's awfully pretty

But I can't shake the shitty

Feelings as well

How do I sort

Water in a port

There is no control

In comes the waters roll

Delivering it's toll

The good and the bad

The happy and the sad

It's in me to control the commotion

But you can't stem an ocean

And as the water begins to drain

You're back here again

Your court sits to the left and the right

But it wasn't a meaningless fight

The jesters exstatic

But now you know he's eratic

And the temptress takes her seat

Right at your feet

You don't know what she'll do

But we'll find that out too