Masquerade
Life in full view for
all to see
as so often it
appears to be
a sense of being on
parade
for all who join the
masquerade
Bells of peace toll
loud and clear
as the scent of
victory draws near.
For some the battle
has just begun
facing a future with
lives undone
Songs of freedom, the
noise resounds
from suppressed fears
as joy abounds
the night no longer
perceived a threat
as peace ensues, and
needs are met
Morning follows on
the heel of night
thrusting shadows on
an eerie sight
conjuring images as
if onto a screen
somehow duplicating
all that’s been
Day has come so time
to cast aside
all pleasures which
beget this ride
after all, it’s only
here in my mind
I dance this song,
enact this mime
For though it seems
as if you see
a life in view, this
picture of me
I’ll still join in
this masquerade
content to be part of
life’s parade