Once I saw the face within your face
Vulnerable and lower than an ant
An image that fits many of our race
The human seeing that forever haunts
The face within your face is on my mind
As I think of Christmas and choose gifts
I recollect the cruelty of our lives
When too much fighting did create deep rifts.
Often masks are fixed with superglue
The psychic rival sees no other view
We may have no one else to show them to
The pain of lying pierces us right through.
Yet we can’t live now with no mask to hide
The vulnerable, the trembling heart inside
How my heart sings 