The Mask Itself Is The
For the shadow of death comes closely after humankind
though no one ever saw the face behind the mask, humankind,
from the unclear expression and vague outline of the mask,
must visualize the expression of the face and realize
the inner heart of the being behind the mask,
in order for survival. The uneasiness, therefore,
lies always with humankind
Not because humankind loves a peace, if a track is snapped off
from an armored tank that rushes through with a deafening roar,
the tank must stand still for a moment to gain time to repair it
or to rearrange its strategy to attack the foe. the uncertainty,
therefore, lies always with humankind
For the peace is a limited one, when the tank, a vicious killer,
loses its function as a ruthless slaughterer and stands still,
the peace conspires for another fight yet to be ought
though humankind is tired of war. The misery, therefore,
lies always with humankind
For the mask stares with piercing eyes, though humankind
dislikes the word 'nil' that brought in the world at the time
of birth tightly in the fist like a faith, shows the smile
to gloss over the heart. Nonetheless, the mask itself may be the death
the agony, therefore, is the life of all humankind
Copyright © Su Ben | Year Posted 2015
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