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Perfect Mask

Updated on June 25, 2013

Masks


Make believe perfection trapped in it’s perfect form

Light baked face; kindness so rough some consider it scorn

Torn heart and healed eyes with a rattled soul

Old mind with young dreams hidden behind

A Mask


That beautiful kind of beauty; dimples with freckles and all

Stands strong with a head in the clouds, but not too tall

Sun kissed palms hiding bright bottomless eyes from the sky

Fairytale welcoming to all without a question as to why

Imagination craving colors; mountains line the opening

To a firefly smile and blessed words of a City of Gold

Where we can dance in the street without safety of

A Mask


God given formula to a clean mold; protected by deception

Flanked with faith and a reason to hide amongst function

And flowers, whispered in myth and spoke about in legend

Of picture perfect future; Human but, more, placed behind

A Mask


Answers to questions held over millions of years about

Dreams; time of revolution and retribution for broken

Promises of freedom to a land caked in opportunity

Foundation of the future of a mankind shaped unity

End of the rainbow; stories yet to be told without

A hushed voice, a Man riddled in legend and doubt

Hides with his truth with shadowed words hidden behind

A Mask


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      Daniel James Hinton 3 years ago from Orlando, Florida

      I'm not afraid.

      I'm only scared of what you'll say

      Because living honest and living free

      Has always told the the children die and live another day

      But I tell them to remember when they forgot they put it on

      And in the end, until I conduct the symphony in front of that wrong

      You'd still dare to see the roads paved in masks

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      Valleypoet 4 years ago

      We all wear our masks, I think more so when we are younger...I often wonder if I am becoming more authentic as I age, or if I am just more comfortable with the mask I have become most attached to......a great reflective write Daniel...thanks for sharing...voting up and shared:-))

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      Daniel James Hinton 4 years ago from Orlando, Florida

      Thank you everybody!! It means a lot to see three comments on the same hub when I check :DDD I guess when I wrote this I was deep in thought. Often times I read the news whilst sitting in my bubble of imagination, looking for something to give hope through the news articles. That one magical day when, upon losing a mask, a faceless person comes up and shines a beacon for all to see. Adding light to the world. Thats what this was about... that special day. The beginning of actual freedom. Remember to always take your mask with a grain of salt... don't build a character just to hide a face. Be you. Simply, adjusted.

      I appreciate all the love.

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      dreamseeker2 4 years ago

      Interesting poem. Had to be voted up. I guess we wear our masks mostly to protect whom we really are on the inside, perhaps at times for fear of disapproval? Great concept of thought...

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      mrsmbitsko 4 years ago

      Fantastic work. I definitely agree with Gypsy Rose Lee - we all wear masks. I know I do. Voted Up!

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Interesting. Creatively done. I do believe that for the most part we all wear masks when we leave our houses to protect ourselves from outside elements but take them off when we are among family and friends.

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      Desert Pain 4 years ago from the desert of this fractured Universe

      I can't help but wonder if you are just afraid,

      of separating yourself from the masquerade....

      At times I find myself conforming to the charade,

      but the effort of keeping up the mask leaves my nerves frayed.