Behind the Mask

The face of death
wears a mask;
A mask made out of fear.
The darkness hides behind it,
hidden from the light.
We who know the light
can not be deceived.
A mask of pretty lies,
that smiles as it kills.
The face of death
wears a mask;
That disguises what is true.
It promises solutions
to those who stand confused.
From its mouth flow wicked lies;
that deny the innocent their precious lives.
Behind this mask of death
hides a face of blood and tears.
Do not be deceived.
Do not be fooled.
This mask worn by death.
Is a weapon formed against the unborn.

Laura Marie Muglia