Virus
VIRUS
There’s a billion ways to die and those privileged enough to focus on one.
Slow down human race, there’s nowhere to run.
A lesson to be learnt for those who believed life was successful with crisis on further land.
I see no borders and will mutate and expand.
Prepare for lock down and fight for your supplies.
Your last few weeks spent eating tinned pies.
Evoloution, devotion, wars and revoloutions
agriculture, industry, pollution and consumption
May I the invisible enemy remind you of your insignificant progress as nature shrugs her shoulders and reminds us that she is still in charge.
Copyright © Ca Beck | Year Posted 2020
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