Behind the Mask

By Grace Wilson, Stevensville

Who is that behind the mask,

Someone I know, or should I ask?

I can’t see the smile

I once knew so well,

Is she happy or sad?

I really can’t tell.

Who is that who covers their face?

A health care worker

Who stays in their place

Doing their job with patience and grace.

Who is that who walks down the street

Hiding their face from all that they meet?

Where is the smile we once knew,

The handshake, the hug

And the “How do you do?”

What is that behind the mask?

Is it fear of getting Covid 19,

Or fear that without it you will be seen?

Is it a style you now think is here,

And you consider it part of your gear?

Is there anger because deep inside,

For the sake of a few, you are forced to abide?

Is there confusion? Can’t blame you there.

We’ve been lied to so much the truth is now rare.

If you wear a mask are you asking “why?”

Is there a law to make you comply?

Wearing a mask is unhealthy you know,

You need the oxygen and fresh air flow.

Are you tired of asking “What did you say?”

And being told to remain six feet away.

What is the purpose, what is the goal?

It’s not about the virus, it’s all about control.

Control what you do, control where you go,

Control of your worship, control of your soul.

You work in a store and are forced to comply

“If you don’t wear a mask” it is “goodbye!”

It’s like being in a prison. So what can be done?

Make your voice heard, ‘til the battle is won.

Let’s get back to laughter, and freedom and fun,

Remove those masks, get out in the sun,

Release that anger and the fear,

And breathe in the fresh Montana air.

Let’s pray for freedom, that this will not last.

Let’s pray it’s soon over and we won’t have to ask

Just what is the motive

BEHIND THE MASK?