The Band Of Fools

Hark! And there they are,
looming in the shallow halls of youthness,
are the band of fools.

for many years, they've been together,
prowling the ups and downs of the great life itself,
the alleyways of our times,
waiting for the perfect moment,
to be cast on the spotlight of their wildest imagination..

Hark! The Joker!

the one who found himself too fond with words,
although he finds it difficult to spoke it out loud.
the common scapegoat between the fools,
though he is not as naive as he looks,
the imitation of irony himself.

Hark! The Minstrel!

the sole one who creates melodies to carve the night,
and the one who thinks lightly in any circumstances.
he speaks loudly of his minds,
spontaneously combusting words into thin air,
the one who foregoes his dream to chase another.

Hark! The Thinker!

the most cunning of all,planning deeply before he strikes,
silently connecting the dots to create the one great meaning,
whilst, behind the ingenuity,
lies many great pain he hid.

Hark! The Dreamer!

the mind of curiosity, chasing every shadows with glee,
always trying to find the right mask to wear,
and often lost in the divine worlds of meaning,
where exit is highly plausible only for the uninitiated.

Hark! The Rebel!

The one who finds darkness as a place fitting for his throne,
and the one who looks the opposite of life for their hidden meaning,
for appearance can fool even the most keen eyes,
because deep down, he still hold his truth true.