
We used to see them worn by surgeons in an operating theatre,
But Covid-19 has sent them to the streets,
So that even those who can’t spell the word ‘laboratory’ can use them.
At the onset, I seriously loathed them,
They seem to be at war with my life giving deep breaths,
But now I have learned better,
With my mask on, I don’t have to explain to a random individual why I’m sneering,
Will they be patient enough to listen if I start telling it?
With my mask on, I don’t need to explain why my lips are competing with clay soil in cracks,
Will they be sensitive enough to realize I’m famishing and in néed of a reasonable portion of well-cooked food served generously?
With my mask on, I don’t need to explain why I’m in a spot of bother,
Will they understand that I am falling back with accommodation expenses for the third consecutive month?
With my face well masked,
I can endure the cracks,
Defy the pains stacked,
And Burst into a peal of noiseless laughter without the fear of being called crazy,
Indeed, my Facemask has saved me.
My mask gives me some kind of confidence and courage in an interview room. I love my 😷😷😷🎭🎭
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Now you are getting me
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Mambo kangaja huenda yakaja😂
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Bila Shaka
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