Behind the Mask

Faces in the crowd
Some carry the bug

They’re marching towards me
I draw imaginary faces
on their masks

The uncertainty of my existence
bounces around the air
in their droplets

I am with them
but alone

I’m safer at home
but I want to truly live
staring death in the face
behind my mask

By Thomas Agbonyitor

Author: DJ Boss Player

A lover of music and all people...

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