the mask

                                                        THE MASK

Behind the mask is every human ,

Trying to be the best among them,

They act so good and speak of virtues,

But have no morals within their self

 Unnoticed among the crowd are some,

 Thought to be useless and scary, 

Like the grave while in them we find ,

A garden of beautiful flowers.

Oh there we see the most wanted,

Around whom people gather for just a word,

Open up their mind and soul we see,

Scary dark dungeons that stink.

They with their charming words and acts ,

that they inherit,and eyes of eagles for wealth,

Get every thing they want and world says "wow"

But little does the common realize the truth.

When the real innocent are buried deep in the ground,

like the waste and garbage the actors triumph,

In their disguise under the mask

The great mask of purity and selflessness

 

In the dept of their disguise they ask

Oh world why are you so blind

We triumph in our lie and see

The good? we've defeated them

They who don't want to show the world anything

Cry in their heart why aren't we seen?

Who will tell the world the truth and the world says;

Where ? where is the mask of purity and selflessness.

Reviews

[SquinklaPsyOps]

The rhythm style is very good. It could be used as a spirit factory waiting for bodies to be born and use those bodies as masks for different type of spirits.

[MsJewel]

People hide behind different masks for different reasons - some good, some evil. Your write asks a very good question. Wish I had the answer..

Welcome to WC. I look forward to reading more of your poetry.
:) Julie