Give me a mask
And I will tell you a lie.
Take away the mask
And you will hear a simple reply.
Give me a mask
And I will no longer be shy.
Take away the mask
And I cannot effectively lie.

The king wears a mask,
His full authority to project.
The vizier wears a mask,
His full seniority to protect.
The Red Indians wore painted masks,
Their war-like nature to superimpose.
The Tibetans wore ceremonial masks,
The foibles of human nature to propose.

We consider the mask an invitation to lie;
Truths lay in the wings their truth to espy.
Indeed, the mask may contain untold truths,
That echo in the silence with horse’s hooves.
We are hardly ourselves in our own person;
We just wear the mask with the air of a virgin.
Full face in the mask; no betrayal to surprise,
The truth shines thru by the light of the eyes.

We try on masks to see what suits,
As a child slips into little red boots.
If we don’t like one, we take another,
All with the aim to appear as a brother.
Think of all those who have no identity,
They simply take one from those aplenty.
Beware of finding one that doesn’t suit,
A mask to betray your true identity to boot.

The bird wears no mask, only sings melodic song;
The monkey goes about as if nothing is wrong.
The peacock fans its tail as a telltale mask,
Look at me, the bird inspires, I am up to the task.
Animals wear no mask, what you see is all true ,
Savage and implacable, there is nothing undue.
They gaze upon the world with their pitiless stare,
While we watch them with reserve, totally unaware.

No matter whatever shape or form is the guise,
Masks take very little effort to give way to surmise.
Behind the mask, how easily one can simply devise
A world of surprises involving more lies, lies, lies.
Then upon lifting the mask, we will clearly reveal,
What lies embedded in the face as indelible seal.
None other than the reflection of the noble Divinity,
The only thing considered Real here and in eternity.