New Face
I put a new face on yesterday
For not the first time
Nor my last,
I lashed out because it fell down
And had a glimpse of my past.
I passing the woman on the street,
She looking at me,
Moved out the way fast.
Far too quick for me
To look her way —
That’s drastic.
I wanted to tell her
Her face fell.
And I felt that
Pain.
Almost as if you’re suffocating.
I can’t breathe.
I remember these words distinctly,
But remember how much worse things can be
If I don’t put on my face.
Now you’re putting on your face for the first time,
You tell me how bothersome it is
But some can not bother to risk their life
without it.
Though out of habit,
You are not used to thinking beyond your
self Help to build support.
I suppose you could change,
Yet I’d put pennies and dimes on those odds
Because oddly enough you rip off your face
To show your ass.
As I assumed.
You can’t live a day in our shoes,
So walk away and bask in the privilege
Just make sure you pull up your mask.