Sunday, 27 November 2011

Masking tears

 

The helper stared hard at his prey
A trouble, worried that could not stay
He stared at it with fearless eyes
And off it ran, howling at the sky

Turning to the just saved friend
He smiled saying “that won’t be back again”
Striding confidently devoid of fears
The mask comes off, out pour the tears

The face shown was just a lie
As curling up he begins to cry
Till once again that mask he dawn’s
That smiling mask, inside forlorn  

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