(after Sheila Cussons)
There is a mask that I do wear
behind which I do hide nakedly
and the image
that I display to the world
does cover my fire
that burns so near to my soul
that the extinguishing of it
will destroy my own humanity.
[Reference:"Bedekte naak" (Covered nakedness)by Sheila Cussons.]
Is humanity a burning desire or a jail? Great poem hidden for all to see.
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Is humanity a burning desire or a jail? Great poem hidden for all to see!