Who am I? what am I?
For the eyes that surround
I am The Joker
juggling many roles
of husband, of brother
a son, a chauffeur;
they applaud they cheer
they judge they sneer
as I am put on a seesaw
of class and affluence
swinging up and down
going up and down
I am an average Joe
trapped in a merry-go-round
of profession and chore
going round and round
aimlessly round and round;
but when the show's over
the curtains are down
peeling the layers of
the painted clown;
who am I? what am I?
For the eyes that surround
have grown as blind
as a bat; who am I?
I am Batman
fighting no crime
singing this rhyme
I am Batman
I am no mediocre man
I am Batman
I am Batman