The second Jester poem, describing how & when he started doing his show |
The Young Jester Cameron was very young, only eight years old But he wouldn’t get much older, or so he had been told The doctors said that leukemia would take him away one day There was nothing they could do, except ease him on his way Like everyone else alive, Cameron wanted to live a long life He yearned to grow up and be a man, longed to take a wife And decided on his own, that this sickness would not win He prayed at night for an answer, to make this illness end Too young to be religious, or know much of going to church He found a way to talk to God, up on his lofty perch He promised to devote his life to others and their needs And knew that this was all he’d ask, humbly on bended knee As days turned to weeks, then to months that slowly passed He continued to live on, despite predictions he wouldn’t last One day he found a skill, in acting a fool in front of friends He slowly became a jester, and saw them smile all over again Now he knew he’d found his talent; his calling if you will And worked hard to perfect his act, while he himself was ill As he worked to improve his show, he also became a magician His sleight of hand was deft, he saw his dream came to fruition As his act became more popular, his leukemia was slowly slaking Until one day he no longer needed, the medicines he had been taking Despite his health and wealth, he never stopped his show He knew that this night might be the best they’d ever know Despite his magic and trickery, he couldn't make them well The doctors did all they could, but only time would tell He honed his craft and skills to entertain them for a night To help his friends have fun and forget their awful plight One night he completes his show, alone up on the stage In the audience sits his mother, amazed at his age Tears flood her eyes as she sees why he does perform She stands and cheers with the crowd, looking no more forlorn Backstage she hugs him close, and whispers “I Love You” Then tells him how proud she is, and for him to continue For though she wants him home where she feels he should be She knows that others need him more, with that she does agree. Jim Dorrell 5/20/07 If you're curious as to who The Jester is, may I recommend you read "The Jester" The rest of the poems that are about his life, love, and eventual death can be found in "The Jester Poems" |