Man's Follies
The mask as a disguise, to amuse to terrify to dodge
From the beginning of time in rituals and ceremonies
Intimidating, punishing, shaming, exorcising, protecting
From disease with pointed beak in an aromatic camouflage
Time does not alter man’s rituals of compulsive assimilation The fascination angst and agitation of the unsolved mystery
Relentless since time began knowledge of deaths certainty
Again we sneer in sweet scented carnival celebrations
Youth laughs and dances daring the winds to strike
While we so much older know how cruel life can be
Even as we gaze dreamlike at the stars and the seas
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