We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes—
This debt we pay to human guile;
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!
When I saw this poem, and it immediately grabbed my attention because the title, We Wear The Mask, sounded attractive and wasn't tedious. Honestly, I do not fully understand this profound poem, but I think Paul Laurence, the author, is telling us about the unrevealed problems that's going around in the society that we live in. How people try to hide their pains and adversities by trying to handle it entirely by themselves or acting like nothing has ever happened to them. Those people may look fine on the outside with a smile and a mask, but there may be undivulged sufferings that are hidden inside. These days, the world is over picky of others’ mistakes and it pressures some people to put on the mask, and only show the fine and accepted side to other people.
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3 comments:
Nice poem u have there
i cant believe i didnt find a poem like that
i agree with u and the poet
people always wear their masks (literally), trying to hide their bad sides.
really like this poem.
Like your thought, I agree that people hides themselves behind the "fake" themselves. It makes me think about how I am wearing masks.
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