Defiance

Defiantly showing his face,

He wouldn’t be put in his place.

“You’ve no right to ask

Me to put on a mask

And my contacts I won’t let you trace!”

He stormed past the guards at the store

Who were stationed right next to the door

While the onlookers shrugged

Thinking they might get slugged

If they gave him a needed what-for.

It’s too bad that the virus can’t land

On those doubters so we can demand

That they loudly retract

What their stubbornness lacked

While they followed the chain of command.