Mask

Mask by Adejola Joseph Mask Where does it come from? What? Delusive rationality! Are we out of mind? Senses drained and dried? No! What do you capitalized on? Neutral ambition? Stop writhing in pain It halts not the rod Good ambition...lofty ideas But...sees no sun Because it's all masked! It's all choked... Brutally masked; Dreamer ponders Where do we go? So much confusionist now on this solidity and compound mass! Pitifully roaming the streets and cities Beautiful faces all over the place But... what? Check the hearts Wounded and scarred! Why? Because all aspiration and lofty dreams are masked! My God! Oh! Oh! My God! I see importation and exportation of internal emotions! Gaunt flesh and long faces! I am still fidgeting... Shaking profusely Pity- I pity them Pathetic - I found them Helpless - I see them Trillions of hopeless "breathy" with enchanting unrealistic dreams! Battalions of revolutionist with insufficient or non existent arsenals They are tired! Yes! Weary! Yes! Loathsome! Yes! Intolerant! Little touch streaming burst I will slap you if you touch me.. reaction! Who will help? Under whose auspices Would they find lingering hope? Weak and frail Fragile and suicidal! Apocalypse is on the roof Because all effort to freedom is masked Mask I see despite the wailing Struggles I see despite plenty Moaning I see in the midst of profuse pleasure Tainted hopes and unaided hands I see despite plenty Irascible and copiously irking I am underwhelmingly soaked My strength is sapped I am little detailed on how to make a map of liberty Fussed and confused I am Perturbed and broken I am because all effort to come off the tunnel is... masked.