We Are the Virus
I am the virus
that plagues the air
my SUV purposely racing
the highway
choking the morning sun
You are the virus
With a misguided search for the truth
as humanity cries in protest
in false advertisement
Like a lie that will not lie down.
We are the real virus
As we covet this land
locust devouring our way
though our own existence
Our wants never ending
just a click away.
Forgetting this earth doesn’t’ belong to us
loaned to our mortality
with a debt our children cannot pay back.
Now earth is fighting back
fists balled tight
kicking and screaming
she coughed in our face
filling our lungs
with our own poison
for we have taken advantage
of a generous nature
Like spoiled brats
who had picked the old lady’s
flowers who lived next door
leaving her garden bare.
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