Outside Masks
Outside, many people’s masks
Are draped below their chins
Or wrapped around their upper arms
Or stuck to clothes with pins.
A special necklace keeps them
Hanging down along the chest,
While some are stuck in pockets
Or in pocketbooks, at rest.
For those whose masks are waiting
‘Til their owners go inside,
The fact that they’re available
Means savvy is implied.
No matter where they’re carried
When they aren’t on a face
Beats the ones who will not wear them,
Whose denial’s a disgrace.
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