Masquerade

Masquerade

Masquerade

Masquerade…

Warm white tobacco smoke,
Slowly merged into the cold night’s air

He leaned against the wall
And in silence held a private chat
With the full moon and passing by clouds…

Troubled times…
Of pride, fear and greed…
Remind this foolish man…
How to seek beyond this travesty of the mind…
Man-made farce…
Figment of Life…
Ever expanding masquerade…

Remember,
Remember what you have always known…

Anchor your feet in the ground…
Close your eyes…
Lift your mask…
Remember where you come from…
Many, many centuries ago…
And just feel…Life…with your heart…

Xoanxo2017


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