What be this thing upon the ground
thus cast before my eyes
a doctor's mask doth now outlay
discarded face disguise
This shield of covert manifest
protection of disease
now lay a foot upon my trail
in open site with ease
Is it infected pending death
for any passersby
the covid ware of nonchalant
who tossed it there in stride
Where n'er before this torrid site
twas brought this way and cast
now rampant be the litter of
the daunting of this mask
For anyone with sense doth know
the world is set ablaze
the unseen virus not controlled
invisible with raze
To carry all to funeral pyre
thus destiny and fate
yet here doth lie the mask of one
who wore this in his gait
And now avoid with distant stance
upon this walk I'll stride
deflecting all the danger there
the mask so clearly hides
And to the landfill thou must go
upon the human race
who buy a partner recompense
to put upon their face
And more and more thy presence seen
thou breath preventing mask
the fashion of a new found world
thy grounding fate at last
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