Dear [maskless person] at the [public space] talking loudly about how other people are not your responsibility [a COVID-19 poem]:

Yes; actually,

I am your responsibility.

And you are mine.

Because I love that you’re alive,

and still have the breath in your lungs to complain

when many do not.

So wear a mask, please.

You entitled, self-centered prick.

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