Carnival of False Realities

Brightly coloured
Candy-land,
Sweet smells
Sweet tastes,
Grinning smiles
(too wide for their faces;
they don't know any better)
Everyone is happy.
Too happy.

But look!
Beneath the shallow crust,
Behind the glitz
And trashy sparkles,
Balanced plates are smashed,
Little kids are lost,
The painted clowns are crying.

Can't you see?
The ceiling is cracked.

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poem by Tara Grace Boraine
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