The Masquerade
Life is a masquerade
The jesters entertain
The suitors will play,
While the old men debate
The women with their wine they gossip and play,
The party is nothing more than an instrument of order.
Just then a black swan steps in
She is outspoken and extravagant.
All eyes she captivates.
Life is a masquerade.
I dance with the unknown, hiding from the eyes I behold
In the name of the conquest
Life is a masquerade…
When the party has gone, do the masks come off?
or perhaps it is the mask that wears us…
In Conclusion:
I challenge you to open a new realm within yourself.
What secrets hide behind your mask?
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