Harken to the Games

Harken to the Games, but Heed Thee Such Words You Hear

The watcher sits and watches
A merrymaker in his merriment.
The chaos of a spoken trif'e
An echo of a real life

But who thee really art thou now?
Where does the fettered patrician pose?
'Neath the amassed layers of guile,
Who presides o'er the parody?

Does the jester the merriment mastermind?
Or is the king not but another pawn.
Does the watcher really watch?
Or is he himself but the watched.