Masquerade of Care

Nations with the highest level of pretence

They run and tumble down into a hopeful mine,

Moving goals from suburbs into different towns,

Rail and barbwire were challenges of dividing line,

Looking for the familiar faces that kindness owns,

The clandestine brow weaving with wrinkle trials,

Skittle over pastures, cobble streets and obstacles.

 

Eagerness of freedom raises the temperature of toil  

In jagged vessels crossing cramp seasons on pipeline,

Nature epitomise when screaming armies are foil,

Grappling with choices including yours and mine.

Danger lies where paradise appears more refine

Wearing the masquerade in the checkout line.

 

Their trembling hands reach out and firmly hold,

Friendly blade of light shining boldly with surprises, 

Neighbourly love in malign hearts cross into the cold,

With the hooded veil, a prism of doubts raises voices.

And crisis bartering into an age of ulterior specialism,

To sanction the silent uproar of sentimentalism.

 

But where dreams arise bright; the risk is worth taking,

And clandestine embrace chances opportunity brings,

Their defence surfing the ethereal waves to begin,

Possessing a newer life and the underline blessings.

They see people wear a masquerade of care outside,

But cannot interpret the brooding anger boiling inside.