Masks

The care they show,  

With action and cast, 

In our heart,

The seeds they sow, 

And make them grow so fast. 

They made me forget, to every front, 

There is a back, 

To every woman and man, 

There is something that lacks. 

The show they stopped to shoot, 

The seeds they uproot,

Stuck in a land where no one asks,

In a studio filled with costumes and masks.