M A S K 2 Poem by Noriyuki Sakurai

M A S K 2



I attach a mask.
People admire me.
Receive a mask.
I attach a mask.
People speak ill of me.
Receive a mask.
I attach a mask.
People ask me for help.
Receive a mask.
I continue attaching a mask.
Until I go into a comfortable place.
Where is a comfortable place?
Is it Heaven?
Or is it hell?
I continue attaching a mask.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nika Mcguin 24 February 2014

A compelling read. It makes one consider the idea of perceptions and their effects on us. Also, the lengths we'll go to in order to be liked; and once we are liked, are we really doing whats right. Welcome to PH Noriyuki-San! ~Nika

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