Masks
I have a mask
I wear it well
What is underneath
I wish to tell
When I'm alone
I take it off
And contemplate it's fate
Will I wear it once again
And myself berate
We all wear masks
That we reveal
To the different ones, we meet
With some, we lift it up a bit
And with some it stays complete
Could your mask
Perhaps be
The white lie, that you told
Or could it be
Your tolerance
To the things
In which you don't uphold
Yes, we all wear masks
From time to time
And fail to stand up
For our beliefs
The question is, my friend
Does the mask you wear
Practice to deceive?
- Neva Flores 2009
I have a mask
I wear it well
What is underneath
I wish to tell
When I'm alone
I take it off
And contemplate it's fate
Will I wear it once again
And myself berate
We all wear masks
That we reveal
To the different ones, we meet
With some, we lift it up a bit
And with some it stays complete
Could your mask
Perhaps be
The white lie, that you told
Or could it be
Your tolerance
To the things
In which you don't uphold
Yes, we all wear masks
From time to time
And fail to stand up
For our beliefs
The question is, my friend
Does the mask you wear
Practice to deceive?
- Neva Flores 2009
2 comments:
Very insightful !!: The image chosen goes perfectly with the poem-- Thank you for sharing this .
a beautiful poem, and so true of how our real selves are concealed only to a few.
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