Best Infectious Disease Poems

It was a simple night,

she suppressed her own mindset

plunging self-shackled feet into their thoughts,

their eyes,

their thought processes, hoping to retain

some semblance of solace in the familiar cold.



-Reality is an infectious disease-


What she allowed herself to notice,

swimming reluctantly through the back of her mind  

made...

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My thought for this day,
although still early,
is respect for hope.

Respect for our interdependence
and respect for our challenging differences,
important, yet hopefully not as powerful
as our interdependent love for healthy life.

Yesterday
I noticed a brown cardboard box
in the corner of a reception area
for our Infectious Disease Clinic
with a...

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I went straight from High school into the service,
I was feeling proud but extremely nervous.
My mother cried with tears of joy,
she said, “I will try to stop referring to you as my little boy.”

I arrived at Basic Training with a bus load of candidates,	
we were...

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It has been drawn into attention that you constantly mention my faults. Point one at me and three you'll see point back at the enemy. You're no longer a friend to me; woman! My mind is like an anus. I'm in need of an enema;...

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I was a little girl when I heard he was shot and killed.
The TV had it on every channel you could not miss it.
So many comments, conversations of fear, confusion,
anger and disbelief.
I remember becoming afraid like when Kennedy died.
Sitting there a tear streamed down my...

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I’m a freak of nature,
An infectious disease, 
A social outcast, 
I do as I please.

I don’t fit in 
With the dark colors I wear,
With my dark appearance 
and chemically stained hair

With my music so loud
my eardrums will bleed,
With throat ripping lyrics 
Of demon spawned seed.

The...

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The cauldron bubbles
With blackest of black
Boiling over the rim 
Thick and tar-like liquid
As putrid fumes fill the air
It gags you, chokes you
Making you wonder
What is IN that
And you look around to find
A rotted, termite infested shelf
Coated with years of dust
Webs spun by spiders long gone
One...

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A perfect world is a world without sin, a world without lies
where truth sets the trend.
A world without hate, where love leads the way
and everyone looks forward to each passing day.
A world without envy or infectious disease
where everyone prays on bended knee.
A world without murder...

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I accept what i need offer up what's left
Let ridicule fall on ears that are deft
Just as a fisherman catches fish on his hook
I write out my poems and put together books
The reason I do it is clear as can be
I feel it's what the...

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I’ll never forget the Black Death.
It came from a germ which, lived on that fleas. 
Each second passes through everyone’s breath.
The fleas! The fleas!  
As the rats begin to die, the fleas begin to feed on humans
Everyone’s blood is, affected by the disease.
Oh please!...

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Everything glitters
after dark.

Little by little,
I fell out of love with the sun,
slipping between the black and the white.

I started to appreciate the sound 
of music with hot loving.
So good, so giving.
Blood so hot, you barely notice that it's boiling,
until everything's on fire, 
everything's moving.
(It hurts...

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My self mutated behavior 
Resides over me
A disturbing dark form
Drifts there permanently 
The sadistic hovering mass
Forces torrential downpours 
Which rain decaying acidities 
Sweeping over me instantly 
As an infectious disease 
Running ramped through my blood
I have yet to catch my breath
And still it pushes forward
I...

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In the year 3030
Time travel is what some like to say
a common convenient conveyance.
And is sold like Air travel or Train fair.
Seeing that most people have cars that fly.
For some time travel is considered 
to be a matter of entertainment.
Like going to a theme park.
Only...

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Detrimental, this situation...so detrimental
Why, why do I even persist; why do I even bother to contend
to be a contender, the defender in this pointless game
Am I the pretender, pretending nothing affects me
like a contagious infectious disease
No, my rouse is clear; I'm made of glass, so...

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How can you stand there and claim God isn't real
He is all around, in what we can see and feel,
In prejudice fueled by hatred, flowing red
Ripping rapids through compassion's dry riverbed;

In neighborhoods teeming with prying eyes
Bulging over fences, in bedrooms, and private lives;
In gilded parasites...

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