That time Apart

A simple moment  
And sullen toon.
The ghastly face
Of him the loon. 

In midst of the crowd 
Or aside by the bar
That ludicrous voice
Both near side and far.

A carnival setting
At night unlike most
Where each little child 
is totally engrossed.

There are no adults.
Not a single in sight.
Now there is a way
we can thicken our plight. 

A place without rules
where life is a joke
and everyone's heard
without having spoken.

Imagine the problems
of a world like that then
you're free to be you
but who'd you be then?

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