FACE BEHIND THE MASK

-PRATIGYA DEUJA, BHAKTAPUR, NEPAL

As i came to socialize
In the world of civilized
People were so wise
That innocents were prised.

I tried to mingle
And end up being single
Cause I couldn’t jingle
My nerve used to tingle.

Slowly I commingle with the plough
Civilization was my new vow
I lift the mask of those crowd
and there was again another mask behind those shroud.

I didn’t know how to uplift those mask
There was another mask behind the mask
I took it as my new task
But I end up like their filthy cask.

The more I came to socialize
I could see everything was materialize
The only thing I could do was vocalize
But before I make a sound they used to symbolize.

I was shut before I could speak
They were wayward with their physique
From the civilization world I couldn’t sneak
And I ended up being a meek.

Now am afraid of civilized world
In the corner of my room I could only curled
My gaits are likes wirled
And my body was hurled.

To the era I became submissive
On the contray they were dismissive
The law said I could be permissive
But the mask was still aggressive.

Now I could only quit
My body will no more cover with spit
For the pain, I don’t need my teeth togrit
Now, I can fly to cloud as I fall like a flit.