There are some that don’t if one might recall

Live by wearing masks that hide somber face

For life’s angst drives soft hearts to seek erase

When our delights upon our moments fall

On public landings our pitch will lend all

Inside worlds that live in spiritual grace

Idol goals of a mask we might deface

Desire, fortitude, these ills will befall

A good man in society is asked to live wise

Create love and harmony with others

That elegant persona breathes in love

In our hearts altered egos can surmise

An outlook that may suggest our druthers

Allow time in life the songs of a dove