BEHIND THE SMILE

I

A choice

To be the noise

The voice

Or live in the joys

And rejoice adds to his many apparels

II

The smile, could be a veil

The smile, could be a nice mask

The smile, could be a nice cologne

Hiding the scents of ache,

Insanities, yearnings for goodness, trials and tribulations

III

Most times, like a happy bird,

He chooses the veil of a smile

Most times, like a fiery bird,

He chooses the veil of smile

To pleasantly deceive not only beings but himself of happiness

 

IV

Sometimes, like an outing clothe

He chooses the veil of smiles

Sometimes, like an expensive make-up,

He chooses the veil of smiles;

The treasure all need and some yearn for

 

V

Sometimes, as the comforter

He puts on the veil of smile

Sometimes, to relieve tensions

He puts on the sweet cologne of smiles

Sometimes to relieve the soul, he swims in the rivers of smile

He simply chooses that path to rejoice in the voice of smiles

Or like clothes, buys many facial coverings of infectious smiles

We can all take that path or get those fabrics to sow

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014

(Inspired by an owner of infectious smiles; Mr. Dey.)