Monday, September 26, 2011

What's without?



I watch you walk, with a cheerful grin
But does it truly reflect what’s within?

You seem to saunter, a relaxed stroll
But does it truly reflect a smiling soul?

Your grin, your laugh, that lively smile
Are they meant to mask intentions vile?

Your words, your actions, that confident pose
Are they meant to mask secret woes?

Yet, what’s within, and not without
Isn’t that what we are all about?

Yet, it’s what without that tells the story
While what’s within shares the glory

Of the many diverse roles we play
With their uniquely distinct shades of gray

As we strut within the grand theatre of life
And shout out lines that run riotously rife

With the tales of our inhumanity
While we don the mask of humanity.