The Masquerade


They hid behind masks
Put forth their painted faces
Made from papier-mâché
Paintings of oil wherein light covered dark

Facades were important to them
More important than people
Feelings mattered not
As long as your personality outshone

Lived in tin houses &
Chose to lie and hide
Deceit their favourite friend
With fake smiles and laughs

That was the army created
An army of perfected reflection
An army built by modernization
An army built on lies & deceit!



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