Behind The Masks Poem by Matt Burgett

Secret plots and hidden faces
The love for power and an electric fence
Only they see evidence in traces
Under the mask in a Mercedes Benz

Conspiracy leads to competition
And a murder leads to inspiration
Through single bullets that make two exits
In the corrupted side of a crippled nation

It makes me think of what is fair
Inside a world that is full of masks
A mind like mine is it really rare
Or are readers currently under taking the task

This world this life will never make it
This world belongs to those who take it
In which ways they make in mirrors
In which ways they use to see your fears

So make a choice
It must be one of two
Rise up and rule
Or let them get to you

But be sure not to tell
And I promise to watch your back
Or someone you won't expect
Will be hiding behind a mask