Behind the Mask

 In the day or night surrounding,

Expressionless faces confounding,

On every street and corner,

Six feet away,

Both night and day,

Protecting our neighbors in health,

Protecting our hearts from contact.

 

Another stage in the game,

Colors of life fading plain,

Distancing form others,

Focused on ourselves,

Into our needs we delve,

Forgetting the greatest treasures,

Are walking the streets with us.

 

Looking deep into the past,

We hear the love of those who laughed before,

Look into eyes of those behind the mask,

Join hearts and lives together once more.

 

Someone has a problem before me,

What does that have to do with me?

This is a question of destruction,

Pulling lives further away,

When together we need to stay,

Taking this for the chance it really is.

 

Imagination is truly the key,

For all of our lives to be free,

In spite of the times upon us,

To reach out from behind the mask,

To form human bonds that last,

Redefining all it means to live. 

 

Looking deep into the past,

We hear the love of those who laughed before,

Look into eyes of those behind the mask,

Join hearts and lives together once more.

 

What you do is up to you,

You can change the world that's true,

Whatever the mask may be,

One of culture or of color,

Yet we are the same as every other,

Finding meaning of life in the world.

 

Nothing is impossible,

If your heart wants it to be possible,

That's how dreams become real,

From the heart into light of day,

Creation has so many ways,

Yet the eyes behind the masks are on you.

 

 

Looking deep into the eyes,

You can see the life who stands before you,

Heart of the one behind the mask,

You can touch that soul with good once more.