A World Wide Foe
Once busy strets
now lay dormant.
No drivers for the cars.
No children for the schools.
It took the old and new first.
The others were soon to follow,
sick beds overflowed.
All struggling against and old foe.
chaos runs rampant,
among the streets
and hills alike.
Not enough earth for the graves.
Mass pyres abound,
ambulances to hearses.
All is set aflame,
to eradicate the death beast.
One seen before.
It gorges on the abundance,
selective at first,
then, glutony on all.
Dies out, after consuming the world.
Copyright © Linda Smith | Year Posted 2011
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