The Curse

Upon this planet there is a curse,
second, by second, it multiplys, and gets worse.
there is not one part of the planet, that's immune,
why it has even touched the moon.
It started with just one lonely pair,
now there are billions everywhere.
Does this curse have a name?
Yes it is called humanity,
and the state of the planet, is to his eternal shame.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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