Masks
Masks
A Poem for the Times
There are masks of frivolities
There are masks of fame
They glow in the sunshine
But not in the rain
We wear masks of importance
And masks of belief
When the mask is broken
We stand there in grief
We’ve come to the crossroads
And choose faith or fear
We see the real essence
Of what the heart holds dear
Is it love or hatred
Is it care or self-love
Our choices can take us
To hell or heaven above
We look to our master
And see His great grief
We need to fathom
The earth’s foul belief
He alone is the answer
To pain and its claim
Our home is in heaven
And there we remain
All Saints Contributor - Gerry Michels