The Show Must Go On

It’s just a circus:

Trapeze, clown car,

A parade of animals.

These all are the sights and sounds 

Of my daily grind.

But I find the ringmaster is missing,

And so hidden in

The day an element 

Of surprise.

See the look in the elephant’s eyes

When she’s out of hay.

The ringmaster’s missing. 

But someone has found some hay for the elephant,

Someone has given the horses their baths, 

Someone determined the tent stakes were ruined,

Replaced them, screwing them in now,as we speak about it.

No one is shouting it,

Not a fuss to be had,

But everything seems to be just getting done.

The ringmaster’s missing,

And it’s just a circus,

But, you know, the show must go on.