Masquerade


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