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poetry, anyone?


We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,–
This debt we pay to human guilde;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.

Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
               We wear the mask.

We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
                      We wear the mask!
                                       ~Paul  Laurence Dunbar, 1896


One Response

  1. This poem describes how I sometimes feel.

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