Mask
Our faces covered
by a mysterious mask.
Red mask, white mask
Blue mask, black mask.
We always hide our faces
behind a mysterious mask.
When we see
The black clouds
Up in the sky,
Then we change
the colour of our mask.
When we feel of great sadness,
Then we hide our faces
behind the mysterious colourful mask.
All we are doing acting in here
Wearing a mysterious mask.
Our faces covered
By mysterious mask.
Red mask, white mask
Blue mask, white mask.
Some we are wearing a
Red mask
Some we are wearing white
Some we are blue or
Some we are black.
Some we are laughing
Some we are crying
Some we are happy
Some we are not,
It’s all occurred
Behind our mysterious mask.
Our faces covered
By a mysterious mask.
We cannot see the mask
But we can see
All it’s happened.
2/10/2013
Tullamore, Ireland
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