Task Masker Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Task Masker
Ancient civilizations taught
that images could steal one's soul
society today has sought
to leach breech modesty as all
privacy's too often caught
in limelight few can ever stall.
Mask serves its purpose, feelings fraught
may hide behind conventions, whole
some still remain though tension taut
suffuses who refuses hole
that sucks persona, taking toll
of innocence or falling short.
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5/2/2024 4:19:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Well written! Well done!