North American Dreaming: The Mask
We hide behind masks instead of revealing our true selves, says William Burkholder.
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What lies
Therein
Behind the mask,
The masquerades
Device.
That those who wear,
Should stop and stare,
And see the truth for once,
Flesh, skin, and bone,
Relinquished from its home,
The truth of one's own soul,
Revealed.
We hide in doors and walls,
We hide with masks, and call,
Cant you see me for what I am?
Our disguise is self inflicted,
Our hearts become restricted,
To living,
To loving and,
Being free.
