The Onion

In the poem, The Onion, Szymborska criticizes how humans are by use of an onion. An onion has nothing to hide, because the only thing it is hiding is the same material that is covering it. The author laments at the fact that we as humans are afraid to let others look "inside us" and how we hide who we really are. Onions bring tears to ones eyes, no matter what level of the onion is shown. People should be who they really are, not wearing any masks that cover up how we feel.