we lived under images

We lived under images

We crafted for ourselves

Maybe we learned it

Through the ranks

We observed the elders

We saw the strangers did

The way they spoke

The gestures they shared

The stage shows we learned

Painted faces clothing to hide

The true feeling we kept under wrapped

We learned it we could carry it far

The clothes of fear

The clothes of division

The clothes of class

The clothes of power

Our lives a stage show

Ringing high and low

If only we remember

We are here a short while

Learn as much as we can

Know the pitfalls on the road

Don't go for the bad

We never go far with it