Life Is A Masquerade
I traveled to many places and saw many
different faces. In all these places I saw
many painted faces and I thought - what
are they hiding behind those painted faces?
Who are these people that go from place to
place, carring with them an extra face? They
are not themselves. They walk, they talk,
they dance and they smile, yet they are a
Nobody knows who they are. They go from
place to place - hiding always. They could be
here or there, but you will never see them
without their painted face.
There is a mystery behind those painted faces.
Nobody knows because they know how to hide.
They go through life smiling and hiding, because
They know that this life is nothing but a
By Lucilla M. Carrillo