You are perpetually in disguise
I am in splits at your wit and humour
But I sense a hatred, hidden inside
To the point I cannot believe my eyes,
What do you want beloved actor?
Are you a Chaplin, or a Hitler?
Come out of your shell,
You beautiful soul.
Liberate yourself from this helpless hell
Say hello to your outstanding role.
Kill all your judgements with practice and skill,
You’ll certainly feel the presence of love
That’s when you’ll really heal.
Kindness will shower from above.
Everyone around you will instantly know
You are a genuine friend, not a faking foe.
Use your sense first, before you follow
An actor, a destroyer, or just a simple guy,
Whatever you do, never hurt, nor lie.
Instead of harming, be a charming fellow.
“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts,” Shakespeare In our heart of hearts, what are we indeed, a Chaplin or a Hitler? In a world full of ‘actors’, it’s sometimes difficult to tell. But do you want to be a charming fellow, when in your heart, you’re not? “It is better to be violent, if there is violence in our hearts, than to put on the cloak of nonviolence to cover impotence.” Mahatma Gandhi A very thought provoking… Read more »
You have hit the bull’s eye. I feel glad at moments such as these, when the poem is interpreted as a poem, not on the basis of the poet.
Mahatma Gandhi said that in a different context, it cannot be generalised, if so, ghastly acts may also be deemed as potent.
Thank you very much Shywolf.