Poem project

I Will Wear Masks---by Joe Dirt



Music up quietly, light start from center.
In times of trouble and insanity
I carry masks to disguise
light focus on stage left after I walked down and fall down on the floor
the pain I carry
secure behind my eyes

I can never let out again
the misery I hide music louder
to hell with my dignity
to hell with my pride


music quieter
from this day forward
and for ever more

music louder, light switch to center
I will mount this mask

music quieter
that will be my lore


music keep quietly
No reaching out when I am weak
no solace will I seek


light slowly goes down till the last line and compeletly goes off after I put the mask on. 
when you look for answers
when you say your prayers
all you will see is masks
and no pain that I bare