This poem is by Gabriel Okara and it's meaning rings very true. I hope you like it.
Once upon a time, son
they used to laugh with their hearts
and laugh with their eyes;
but now they only laugh with their teeth,
while their ice-black-cold eyes
search behind my shadow.
There was a time indeed
they used to shake hands with their hearts;
but that's gone, son.
Now they shake hands without hearts
while their left hands search
my empty pockets.
"Feel at home," "Come again,"
they say, and when I come
again and feel
at home, once, twice,
there will be no thrice--
for then I find doors shut on me.
So I have learned many things, son.
I have learned to wear many faces
like dresses--home face,
office face, street face, host face, cocktail face,
with all their conforming smiles
like a fixed portrait smile.
And have learned, too,
to laugh with only my teeth
and shake hands without my heart.
I have also learned to say "Good bye"
when I mean "Good riddance";
to say "Glad to meet you,"
without being glad; and to say "It's been nice talking
to you," after being bored.
But believe me, son
I want to be what I used to be
when I was like you. I want
to unlearn all these muting things.
Most of all, I want to relearn
how to laugh, for my laugh in the mirror
shows only my teeth like a snake's bare fangs!
So show me, son,
how to laugh; show me how
I used to laugh and smile
once upon a time I was like you.
Once Upon a Time
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