The Wind and the beloved Mask

We all love a bit of lovely breeze to brush past us. But then it becomes a storm of hail that will bring you down to your knees.

Is it the wind or maybe it's our weak knees which couldn't hold up against a bit of a challenge? We all learn sooner or later that you cannot control the nature it will sear through you whether you like it or not. To the intelligent mind that is the challenge how to hold up against it all to the crazy heart it is simply hell.

But it is in its own nature that no one can win the race against time. We are all losers aspiring kings and queens in our hearts. Not knowing when to quit and lay down our swords and take the bow.

We all wear our beloved masks so lovingly we cherish it, adore it, protect it, and defend it. We know this is our survival our only protection against the real world, the cruel world. We adorn it everyday every minute with new defenses till we become the indestructible power that no one can see no one can touch or no one can reach.  

Till one day you decide to bestow the highest honor of them all by slowly peeling it away layer by layer day by day letting that one person reach inside revealing the truth the true face behind the mask. And pray they would understand.

It is sad how obsessed we have become with the masks we wear we can barely remove them but the worst is to put them back on because we are bleeding and hurt behind our masks the ugly truth we hide behind them cannot be covered so easily once revealed. The dreamers the poets the innocence that exists behind them is unbelievable.

As impossible as this sounds I think if we all did live in a world where there were no Masks to cover our souls it will be a honest world we will have, as ugly and pathetic as we will all be, it will after all be the ugly truth we all run away from, the reality we hid from where everyday we face the Jungle rule " survival of the toughest " who said this was only in the jungle for the animals. The humans have adopted it and thrive upon it. By stabbing their friends hating their neighbors cheating on their lovers destroying others as mindless as the wild animals does.

It's a pity they are simply destroying them selves everyday hiding behind their masks equipped with their hate and the lust for power.

Oh the fake mask when will we decide to leave them behind and face the wind and the nature as it comes like the true survivors we were meant to be not cowards in hiding.