On the stage,,

Colored costumes
Flavored perfumes
Thick red curtains
Loaded burdens
Of rage

Make up kits,
Glitters of tears
The lead line hits
Memorizing the fears
On the stage

Roles are played
Offerings are paid
The king in the crown
Is the same old clown
And the sage

Louder voices
Screaming noises
Silence
Madness
Taking the key
To be or not to be
The nonsense
And the existence

The king of fools
Was stating his rules
Fixing his crown
It just fell down
The audience laugh
Forgotten paragraph
Angry attempts
Faking a smile
Clapping hands
And the king bends
The rules fell
As well as the crown
Only in his shell
He remained the clown