Masked Humanity
- senguptac
- Apr 2, 2021
- 1 min read
When the pandemic began, masks became a regular feature in our lives. It made me think though- weren't we always wearing masks, the invisible ones, though? Now, with a visible one masking our face, would humans tear off the one that hid their true souls always?
This thought prompted this poem "Masked humanity".
Masked humanity
An invisible mask, we always wore…
concealing our secrets, pain and lies;
an invisible mask, we always wore...
hiding our feelings, prejudices and hurt;
just as, each back has a knife,
each face has its mask.
A thousand masks, a million masquerades,
to hide one’s own face.
Yeah, the true selves.
The visible masks, now hide our face,
should we, now, tear the invisible ones?
and reveal the true heart of mankind
amidst the masked humanity, for once?
This poem was published on the social journalism platform DIFFERENT TRUTHS.
Picture credit: Pexels.com, Griffin Wooldridge
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