Weaning from face masks
To such a day I aspire.
Stale with days and nights,
My face was masked with sourness
For want of a change.
Weaning from face masks
To such a day I aspire.
There returns
Smoke through men's pipes,
Gloss on women's lips,
And children's songs.
Back to
School, me.
Hearing the recitals,
Wandering the campus.
Weaning from face masks
To such a day I aspire.
Men and women
No longer wrapped in protective gear,
Fighting their way
Amid the poison of disease.
Weaning from face masks
To such a day I aspire.
In Wuhan and all China
Do we
Freely breath,
And each other embrace.
To remember the taste of nice food,
And the New Year bypassed.
Weaning from face masks
To such a day I aspire.
Sun kissing me on the lips,
And spring through my nostrils
With warm words around.
Weaning from face masks
To such a day I aspire.
Weaning from face masks,
From Fear,
Delusion,
And discord.
Weaning from face masks
Might be
Only temporary.
If the scourge
Is not extinct for good.
Weaning from face masks,
Might be
Also people in other lands
Face masked already, or not.
Weaned, or not?
Weaning from face masks,
Pray we may be
Also away with goggles,
Orthopedics,
And everything not a part of us.
Weaning from face masks
Pray we may be,
From the masks
To nature,
Freedom,
And health.
(The poem was written in Chinese by Wang Zhongzhou, and translated into English by Zhu Wenyi)
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