Life In a Mask

Keeping magic wands of happiness in hands Why are we pleading for happiness outside? We are the masters of our own happiness And if mastered, will master the world in ease. Bereft of courage there lived a poor soldier Like a dear tiger living in a cow shed Will he ever taste the tang of happiness? Bereft of it why, for what he lived and died? Without a bit of kindness lived a priest Uttering the sermons like a fruitless tree Piercing the ears of his faithful followers Will, ever enter their empty holy hearts? Bereft of any knowledge a teacher taught Like a wolf who disguised as a pretty dog He bridled his howls in extreme pain and shame Never the chalice of pleasure touched his lips. Peace and joy are not wangled for a price They are the basis of your wonderful life Never ever disguise yourself as someone And ne'er live your life in misery and cries. Honorable Mention in STRAND no 680,any form,any theme Poetry Contestsponsored by Brian Strand