Who wants to be a clown?

 

She walked carefully

Through the airport

Holding his hand

She felt the power

Surge through her veins

Here she had a chance

He had to use the tiolet

Dont let him go in alone

Or he would disappear

They only  had him 

For a short time

Then he had to go back

Her mother had gone 

To college and then married

A returning war hero

He had gone into politics

And she had been born

But life was not good 

For them 

She had known about Mary

But one day she had caught

Her being taken shopping

By Mary in that big city

Only her father visited

Her mother had gone home

To her Reverand father

To cry and be told

She was not allowed

To divorce him

But then she found

An old friend

Whom she could not marry

It was not meant to happen

But that one night

When she had called him

And found Mary on the phone

Speaking to her daughter

She could not think straight

He provided for her what she needed

He offered more but she said no

Besides they would both

Have to get divorced

That would be wrong

He had never gotten to the war

Aged out before it ended

His first job 

Was a clown

Clarabel!

His college had been short

He was going for the new business

Television was going to wipe out

Radio

But to play a female clown

It was too much for her

Then he got that job

On the West Coast 

In Los Angeles

What a wonderful thing.

Now he could make money

Perhaps one day...

Her son was unexpected

She had gone to Germany

To have him and give him up

Then everything had gone wrong

He was a mutant

Her family found out

And wanted her to keep him

In order to prove who they were.

Now she could only travel 

First class

With her children

While the girl was willing

To care for him

He had to have special hired nannies

Really they were nothing but girls

Who wanted hired hands

At his stage show

He had a children show

He earned a few degrees

After he got his job

But she was the childhood

Education expert

He asked her to go over

His work and plans

For the kids 

His show was known

Captain Kangaroo

But he was a clown

A big kid at heart

Who did not want to hurt her

But they could never have a life

Together as long as America

Well, there they were coming towards

Her at a snails pace

He had of course 

Made her take him to the bathroom

She could see his expression

What she did not know

Was that he was born a Moron

His temper could not be quelled

She wondered what had happened.

Which is why he had to live

Around his father and not her husband

"I made him go in with me."

Into the colored bathroom?

No, he wont go in there

Not after that last time

"I took him into the white one"

I told everyone that he was

Your charge you being his nanny

But you were buying the tickets

He just needed to pee

While I stood outside the stall

Making eyes with them

The girls bathroom?

I could not go into the boys!

Yes dear, I guess that was smart

Well, he had a problem

I made him clean it up.

Oh that is what the problem

Those girls in California 

Never make him do anything

He will not be happy

To have his father

Explain to him about girls

Bathrooms being off limits!

What else was I to do?

We are boarding now

Mind you manners

Yes mum, here I will 

Take your hand again

Don't forget if you run away

We might not find you

And then what will you do?

Join a circus!

I want to be a clown

Why?

They get to be the boss

They can do whatever

They want.

I thought they were just

To distract the crowd

Yes, but they are the real boss.

Wait, you cant go in there

Mom!

Those two are with me

We have  first class tickets

Which one is yours?

Which one do you think?

He is going back to his father

I am her son and the boss.

The children will have to share

A seat in the middle

That is fine

Sit children.

I want the window seat

Excuse me 

We have another mother

With a baby

Do you mind if they sit

With you?

Do they have tickets?

Of course

Sit here with your baby

They said there was a free seat

Oh, I see.

Well I don't mind

My husband is from the south

Not from my community

They were all rich in her town

They had a rich white guy

Taking care of his kin

Not to explain
How they were all related

He just set down the law

And made sure they were 

All educated and well provided

What does your husband do?

Oh, he is in politics

His father is a chief

Chief of police?

No they are Indians

He is their chief

And my husband 

The architect and engineer

We usually travel  around the world

Why is that doll with you?

This is not a doll

It does not make a sound

What is it wrapped in?

The mother and daughter

Were staring at the brown women

With big eyes.

They had never seen an Indian

Up close before...

And the baby was strapped

To one of those board things

They wondered if it had fangs

He was not going to leave it alone

He wanted to get his hands

On something littler than himself

He impatiently pulled at the device

Made of leather and sticks

She emerged like an angel

Not making a sound

With her large almond eyes

What is wrong with her?

Is she retarded?

Her eyes are strange

Oh, they are all like that

Do you want to hold her

No!

They both yelled at the same time

Too late.

He had his hands out

And then he slammed her down

And began to beat 

And kick her

While screaming at the same time.

What is going on here?

The white boy was having his way

With a small Indian baby

Oh that's all right

I'm sure she is accustomed to it

What did she do to deserve it

Nothing. 

I would not allow him to touch her

Again.

Is he okay?

No he knows he is going 

To get a spanking when his father

Gets hold of him.

What did you say your name is?

Camille and this is my daughter Bonita.

Her name is Camille also,

What is his?

Little beno

Beno?

Benito 

Like Mussolini?

No it is a family name

Where are you going?

Los Angeles 

My aunt works there in a studio.

Disney land?

Asks the girl?

She wants to go but cant without

Permission.

Yes, well she is at the place

Where they make up

Those comics

She designs them?

You might say that.

She says she want my daughter

For a portrait to be used

For the films

Which one ?

Aurora...

She gets to be on

The film?

No she is only going

To have her face drawn

Scream!

Why cant  it be me?

Why don't I get to be on his show?

We will ask your father....

Bam, bam

He is banging on her crib board

His little fist rises up

And then brought down

Yell!

She bite me!

Thank god

I mean honey,

She does not have teeth yet

She put her mouth around my fist

Maybe it is because you put

It in her mouth,

Says his sister

Who is now completely

Absorbed in the little Indian girl

His mother puts him next to her

So he can look out the window

Which makes him mad

While the mother is given 

Into by the stewardess

Who purposely put her 

Next to a black woman

Just because her child

Was not white.

The ride was mercifully

Short.

As they disembarked

The Black woman

Mentioned she was expecting 

A taxi to come for her

While the other woman

Was met by two energetic women

With the latest model autos

They were both beautiful

Clearly related

Then out of one of them

Came an Indian clad man

His big chief father 

Was laughing at him

As he swooned over the baby

Her mother arguing 

About being allowed to drive

The black women and her daughter

Slid passed them 

With a firm hand on him

While looking for her taxi....

A limousine appeared

Around the corner

As she was considering 

How to get one of those cars

She had the money

But not the right skin color

When it stopped in front of her

It was for her!

He was going to be a happy man

Tonight!

Off went the happy group

With the mother staring 

Back over her shoulder...

Little papoose

Belongs to me he says

From the back seat

Of the limo,

Hush child, leave it alone...