Faceless

As I walk down the aisle
I see him sitting there

Quite
Sad

He is looking at a mirror
‘Faceless’

He says, “As much I intend to reach myself there,
I get away from myself.
As much I am closer to reality,
I tend to move further away.”

He is us.
He is our intentions to retain what we think we have.
Our freedom
Our Independence
Ourselves

All of us are faceless in his eyes,
But we blame him.

He is our conscience which pricks us to question everything.
Even why I should think beyond myself
Beyond my freedom

I am quite
I am sad

Today
There is no shame
There is no pride

We all stand together
To salute our Independence
To simply celebrate
That we survived all these years
‘Faceless’