The Human Mask
Location
60090
United States
42° 8' 0.6756" N, 87° 55' 7.5756" W
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The human stares.
The mask stares.
A piercing gray stare.
A smoky, black stare.
It wants to tell the
world its truth.
To feel the mask
no longer.
To feel true to itself,
and
unique.
Cracks glow,
showing sorrow and
fear.
Fear of the prejudice
Fear of the judgment
Fear,
of what it has become.
No longer that
once prized face.
Two personas.
Two attitudes.
Two souls.
Zipped together by
people’s misconceptions.
Wanting to become one.
No longer chained down
by these
stereotypes.
Broken free like a new dove.
Becoming that one
person,
that’s free and alive,
Once
again.
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