Sickness Looms
Fake is a disease that has yet to be cured
Close your nose and beware of its fumes
Toxic, deadly in its brisk appeal
Outrageous reactions of panic
Those who have caught the illness,
Are hell bent on getting inoculated
Airborne fraudulent, bloodstream deadly
Things will never be the same
Copyright © Jaquay Atkins | Year Posted 2016
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