A mask is what I wish to wear
I swear for it is not a dare for I wish it was a dare
I swear I swear I can not bare or wish to care
for I must hide but not what's on the inside for only
the outside for the mask is what I wish to wear....
He that tears the garment of honour, wears the mask of disgrace. A nice piece of poetry, well penned to capture the conviction of the poet. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
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I really Like what is inside of your words, .... thought provoking yet I have no question of why. For it is one fast, crazy, unpredictable world when we open that front door. Thank you and welcome to PH