KELOID _ a poem by Yuri Kageyama

A famous actor once told me

He wished he didn’t have a Face.

Oiwa in Yotsuya Kaidan asks:

Is this my Face?

Criminals feel free to do evil

Their Faces behind a mask.

I still remember I cringed in horror:   

Her Face was covered with Keloid

But instead of being a vengeful ghost,

Or criminally insane,

She is just gently worried

Not blaming

Not frail

Not vain