Plague
I mourn for your passing
for your family
for your friends
for those you held close
but do not mourn for you...
you came to our shores
you came and you lied
lied about your baggage
illegal baggage you bore
within your body...
your baggage was deadly
lethal and contagious...
biological warfare
launched upon our nation
silently exploding...
first target: Lone Star State
close to my home
close to my family
close to my grandchildren
why did you come..
your predecessor: a playboy
who detonated a viral bomb
in a gay bath house
through seduction
why did he come....
he was careless, he was cruel
he was a selfish, silly fool
as were you
as am I
why do I judge...
(I mourn over suffering souls
whose insides turned to mush
a congealed and bloody mush
who writhed in ineffable pain
who mercifully died...)
yes I mourn for your passing
but do not mourn for you...
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2014
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