A circus ring this is, don't forget that just because,
the big top isn't there and you aren't in fancy clothes,
trained animals, all have taken human forms,clever disguises,
the ring master frequently changes,one often finds oneself at the
receiving end as someone or the other lashes out, immutable, it is!

Look at her killer smile, the flying trapeze is her favorite act.
The tiger that stands beside the girl is purring for now, but her roar
makes you sleepless day and night,one smells fear in the air.

The audience is silent,no smell of blood wafts, though impatiently
they sniff in the air, without any evil wish,think some animal,
will go berserk and a spectacle unexpected will unfold.
A circus ring is a place unpredictable, the tense moment
every one has predetermined, would be the best,
wait with bated breath,in this tent, life is a mystery , til the end.