Or the half smiles on faces.
A seriousness upon them lurks.
And they wonder…
From where the echoed laughter comes,
Surrounding their startled hearts.
The sound of it frightens.
And unfamiliar to anyone!
Has something once done to undermine…
Discovered it was them all this time?
Finding it a thrill to haunt their minds,
This time.
Someone amongst them has elected to stun!
Someone victimized by their tactics…
And missed with them to have their fun.
And that joke told and thought once funny by some?
Seems to now only satisify just one…
Who masquerades in a vengeance of delight.
Knowing their misdeeds done then…
Keeps them in cold sweats in taunted sleepless nights.
Fearing ‘what’ or ‘who’ has found whatever they did offensive.
They have forgotten which joke had been told.
And which ‘fool’ they picked…
They believed then had been defenseless!