Mask

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    Mask

    Mask

    You lie so naturally.

    You learnt it as a child

    Who fought

    In silence and outrage

    Where

    In the city of your torment,

    You forged a shining shell,

    A smiling mask of steel

    To wear

    In the houses of bondage,

     

    But,

    Masks too become true

    And

    You became

    A turbulent mirror,

    A parody

    Of each of us.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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