Grotesque Abstracts

As he put on a perfect face

A demon growled beneath

And as his smile widened

You could see his gritting teeth

Behind human exteriors

Strange creatures lurk inside

There is a face we show the world

Another that we hide

Yet self is not an abstract

We can alter with our lies

The grotesque traits we cover-up

Remain uncivilized

This nagging constant irritant

Is there where e’er you go

Whose company you must endure

While putting on a show

And yet you can’t contain the beast

Its heart is truly wild

It leaps out of its burrow

In a schizophrenic style

When will we realize

That we cannot lead double lives

That truth and lies can’t coexist

For therein psyche rives

The soulscape is a work of art

That we ourselves create

The hand that wields the brush

Is the same hand that seals our fate