There’s not much laughter here
Said the man who closed the door
And the fire whispered into the night
Showing the shadows that he bore.

There is no laughter here
Said the woman without a smile,
With empty eyes and an empty soul
And a cradle with no child.

Where has the laughter gone?
With the children in the dust,
Who play no games and cast no stones,
Whose teeth have turned to rust.

I hear the laughter now,
Said the devil in his keep
Watching the man who had a plan,
Who’s laughing in his sleep.

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