A MASK WORN ON A STAGE

All the world is a stage

Shakespeare did not tell a lie

I play a game that is life

And mix and match for greater variety

I am full of multiplicity

An enigma I am even to me

Some say I’m grumpy

Others claim I am the

Life of the party

Some just see me and wonder

Who might he be?

I flitter around

Landing only for a time

A mask I wear that is not just for show

In places and times

When I am due

I descent from the thin air

To take Centre stage

All around notice

For I boom and dazzle

And claim the king’s title

I allow closeness

With many conditions

I open up only for a select few

I may let my worlds merge

But in the presence of a those I choose

They may see a tempest raging within

Or a part of me they never knew

I hide in the open

I feel almost like a fraud

At times no one knows

What I am thinking

Or which side of the divide I’m on

I generalize and offer no clear options

I do add quotes if they are due

I love to debate and

Take the opposite view

Just for balance

Whether or not I believe what

The others say is true

I can be a cantankerous soul

That and only that I know is true

The angle of view of my world

Is distorted

No panoramic view can any one person have

Some see my creativity

Some see my philosophy

To some I’m insolent and moody

The real me dumfounds even me

I don’t know who next I’ll be

My stage is far and wide

I have no rules to which I abide

All I do is

Strut

Pose

And confuse

Those who seek and cannot find

My inner soul

So they can tell what is true