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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required No ... there would be no happy end to this story ... No shining horizon or shimmering visions of tomorrow, No joyous rhapsody of angels to greet us at the end of THIS tunnel. The Big Apple was behind us now, fallen to the horrors of the epidemic ... A gestation period of merely thirty seconds, Which meant half the globe - half of humanity - Could be firmly in its grip within 48 hours ... Just two days! (And that was an optimistic estimate). I worked for the CDC, but was on vacation with my family ... My wife, two daughters, one son, In Manhattan to see "Hamilton" on Broadway. We were headed back to The Plaza when it happened - When the first infected folks started to turn. Whatever it was, it increased metabolism in the host, As though giving people super powers, Making them faster, stronger, more erratic, more deadly ... One bite to the skin, and within half a minute, the person would change ... Transform, into these ... monsters, crazy eyes and gnashing teeth, With only one drive and purpose - to bite flesh and spread contagion, (And the possibilities of mutations were nearly fathomless). Nature always protects itself ... always finds a way, And diseases and microorganisms are PART of nature. Like good bacteria, viruses seek out highly beneficial environments, And this one had selected the most deadly and formidable of hosts - humans. On the other end of this long tunnel under the Hudson, was New Jersey ... We were headed south to Atlanta and CDC headquarters, But that was an eternity from where we were, With untold dangers and obstacles ahead, And in the midst of this horrifying and virulent plague. The tunnel was empty, thankfully, and dark, But with a tension-filled quietus that seemed ready to explode. Our one blessing? It was very early Sunday morning, And there was little traffic on the highway. Still, there would be surprises coming, we knew not what ... Surprises and trials, at the end of this long underpass AND beyond. We could see the light of the entrance as it drew closer, We could envision the stress and danger, and feel the cold breath ... Of doom approaching. ~ 4th Place ~ in the "Tunnel Vision" Poetry Contest, Kai Michael Neumann, Sponsor.
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