MASK

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

As of March 2020 our lives changed. We were told and chose to wear masks in order to slow the spread of the Corona Virus pandemic. The wearing of the mask became the new norm. To my readers days ago all I had was a title. Now the poem is underway, but far from finished.

MASK

 

 

March of Two thousand twenty,

All of a sudden masks were plenty,

In stores and shopping malls,

Masks were everywhere big and small.

 

Some had patterns and others were colored,

There were funny and scary faces,

Emblems, slogans, mascots and flags,

Disposable and washable with their own bag.

 

 Just remembering your wallet, phone and keys was a task,

Now we have to pack this weird new mask,

Leaving your car to enter a place,

Has changed,you can't forget to cover your face.

 

Behind the mask all is concealed,

Expressions are absent,

Speech is muffled,

Only the eyes are able to reveal.

 

Glasses fogging up,

Difficult to see,

Is this for real?

How can this be?

 


Submitted: January 02, 2021

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