Behind the Curtains

Black thick walls separating minds.
The barbaric world casts dust in these dainty eyes.
Agony and dissension make your spirit go blind.
My friend, you yourself greet the world with a fake smile.

This trial, this stage is flawlessly set.
You already know how to clear the mess.
We all wear masks.
For the crowd point arrows to tear through our basque.

We dance to the tunes,
To the rhymes of the self-made devils and Gods above.
And we are stated positions,
on how we serve others.

At the culmination of eternity,
When the human flesh would finally blaze.

When moon would turn evil,
and swallow our only sun.

When the only rays hitting our radiating sand,
would be the flickers of dying hope.
And mothers would fall prey to Satan,
to get the last nudge of their new born.

Then the curtains would open.
And your empty souls would squeal.
The silence won't speak but scream.
The whole human race would then perceive,
Where did all the love go?

The bright light of honesty will glow
And the hurricane winds,
will make old homes and conceptions blow.

Aversion and masks will be incinerated.
The starry mystery of reality behind the curtains,
Would be decrypted.