Masked Isolation

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A masked man dressed in protective clothing, seen through bars, captures the unsettling reality of the early 2020 pandemic. Witnessing this scene, I felt a deep sense of unease and isolation, a stark reminder of the unprecedented times we were living in.

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A masked man dressed in protective clothing, seen through bars, captures the unsettling reality of the early 2020 pandemic. Witnessing this scene, I felt a deep sense of unease and isolation, a stark reminder of the unprecedented times we were living in.

Bars March 2020, streets are ghost, silence in the block, Man with a mask, walkin' through, feelin' the city's shock. Empty LA parking lot, wet with rain's weep, Wears his black mask, secrets and sorrows deep. Grey hoodie shadow, black cap brim low, Through jail-like bars, his silent struggle on show. Anger in his stride, each step a heavy drop, Echoing off the asphalt, a heart that won't stop. Eyes locked forward, vision barred by steel, But you can't cage the fury, the pain that he feels. The world on lockdown, but it's more than a virus fight, It's about being seen, in the dim pandemic light. Black man marching, a one-man parade, Against the bars of injustice, not easily swayed. The rain can't wash away, the stains of silent cries, Nor the rage in the heart, beneath "Lonely LA" skies