Of Masks and Tombs

I like masks

They comfort

They hide

They hug your face

And when you wear a mask

No one can see

When you smile or frown

No one can see

What your face looks like

No remarks of beauty

No marks of deformed

No they cannot touch you

When you wear the mask

And mask not only

Hide your face

So they cannot know you

They can never know you

But these beautiful masks

These wonderful masks

They make it so

That no one can see

No they will never see

When you cry

So wear the smile

And go about your business

Wear the smile

And don't let them see you slowly decay

Slowly die

and cry

Don't let them in

Don't let them know you

Don't let them see

Man's eyes have always been weakness

Do not let their weakness come to me

Masks are heavy

Masks are warm

They sit upon the ground

All hard as stone

And upon them are carved the words of smiles

And upon them are carved the lines of eyes

And upon them are caved 1990-2025

And beneath them the earth saggs and sighs

And beneath the earth there lies

Sleeping under all that

There where no one can see

There where the mask has hid

There only there

Can we cry