Dean Koontz

(Pennsylvania)

The Mask


Evil is a faceless stranger,
living in a distant neighborhood.
Evil has a wholesome, hometown face,
with merry eyes and an open smile.
Evil walks among us, wearing a mask
which looks like all our faces.

Submitted: Thursday, October 03, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 03, 2013

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  • Sushil Kumar Tripathy (10/5/2013 9:01:00 AM)

    Evil that looks like all our faces is a faceless stranger - a nice poem I like it.Please read my poems and comment.
    Sushil Kumar Tripathy Sonepur, Odisha, INDIA (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (10/3/2013 6:39:00 AM)

    evil is a faceless stranger, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment.
    Especially read my poem'family members' and vote.
    link-www, poemhunter.com/contest-vote/family-members/ (Report) Reply

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