A Mask Worn On a Stage
All the world is a stage
Shakespeare did not tell a lie
I play a game that is life
And mix and match for greater variety
I am full of multiplicity
An enigma I am even to me
Some say I’m grumpy
Others claim I am the
Life of the party
Some just see me and wonder
Who might he be?
I flitter around
Landing only for a time
A mask I wear that is not just for show
In places and times
When I am due
I descent from the thin air
To take Centre stage
All around notice
For I boom and dazzle
And claim the king’s title
I allow closeness
With many conditions
I open up only for a select few
I may let my worlds merge
But in the presence of a those I choose
They may see a tempest raging within
Or a part of me they never knew
I hide in the open
I feel almost like a fraud
At times no one knows
What I am thinking
Or which side of the divide I’m on
I generalize and offer no clear options
I do add quotes if they are due
I love to debate and
Take the opposite view
Just for balance
Whether or not I believe what
The others say is true
I can be a cantankerous soul
That and only that I know is true
The angle of view of my world
Is distorted
No panoramic view can any one person have
Some see my creativity
Some see my philosophy
To some I’m insolent and moody
The real me dumfounds even me
I don’t know who next I’ll be
My stage is far and wide
I have no rules to which I abide
All I do is
Strut
Pose
And confuse
Those who seek and cannot find
My inner soul
So they can tell what is true
Copyright © Evrod Samuel | Year Posted 2013
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