To check the health of your gut microbe,
the nurse will ask him to disrobe,
and (as Sam said), on this you can rely,
he'll wait for the doctor as time goes by.
Germs in the air
bugs in our food
Microscopic creatures
attack everywhere
We’re all concerned
'bout what’s ‘out there’
As opposed to ‘what’s in’
Ever meet a microbe ~
say, ‘How’ve you been’
Microbe the Master Magician had a lot to say
He swished his cape in an all-knowing way
Deep inside his role, he did not laugh or play
Taking his costume seriously on Halloween day
Want to visit grandma down at the San Francisco Bay?
No thanks he said, she would not know me, Uncle Ray.
What about trick-or-treating, what do you say?
Of course Mommy. This is why I am dressed this way!
Scientific cat peers out of a steampunk telescopic lens
Designed to specifically see microscopic organisms
Who developed the formula? An inept dog queries.
Professor Kib keeps silent, studying his microbe slides.
Seriously why are you so studious? A tabby lab worker asks.
He is drinking an abomination from a dirty green flask.
Kib rolls his brown glowing eyes, giving a growl and a pitter pat.
His mind too concentrated on success to waste time on this cat.
I’d not thought of it before
But could swear “Two” not “Four”
Or aren’t we His planned image,
Later with Sinners’ Damage?
Please tell others: “Dazzling Bright!”
Shone that way Met Moses’ sight!
A Pair for The Furthest Probe,
No help from Man’s Screening Robe;
All corners see of The Globe,
Your Stolen Wealth’s Built Adobe…
A Breast for Cancerous Lobe,
Waiting–in–Blood–Stream Microbe,
Necks that shall wear a rope,
Ears that could never a lope;
Men who shall soon cease to cope,
Though not blind but begun to grope
For long courting. Killer Dope…
Lips with ‘Yep’ that ring as ‘Nope’…
See! I have described God’s Eyes:
They are both Eyes and The Wise!”
Alas, those days are gone! So long Argentina!
Deprived by vaccine law! Must do or be fool-dead!
Viral fear so rapid, the gene-techs’ in fast rev
Ending the long debate, big pharm governs mandates!
No talk of tried and true, gene-play is in fashion
Though it has been decades, with research showing naught
Usurping panic won, in careful thought’s adieu
RNA induction, into cells muscular
Everyone producing, proteins of a microbe!
Spike me with this logic, for I’ll become hostess
Stranger no more to me, I make the antigens!
Of nucleic acid shots, none are like polio…
Now the scientific fad’s gene manipulation
Even in infant phase, unready for the stage!
(12/21/2021: Meridian 342 Bethel Island)
Silent streets, frozen lights
Crystal clear in the silent night
The roads and bridges
Once where two-wheelers and four-wheelers plied,
Now, lie as if deserts
Under the dark clear sky.
Once the streets full of people,
The hustle and bustle of mankind
Now...lie as if a shooting star
Suddenly passed by.
A tiny microbe comes and takes away the lives,
Killing thousands in no time,
Heaven and Earth made alike!
The busyness of the city
The festivals of the people
The duties of mankind
All vanished in front of the eye.
Now, all that is left
Are the silent streets and the frozen lights
Under the dark night sky
Only moon patters its shine
And the stars twinkle bright
The city lies silent with uncanny fright,
The silent streets....
The frozen lights.....
It’s a robot dog with wheels some weirdo said loudly next door.
I am the Mars 2020 Perseverance Rover, space explorer.
I collect rocks and soil, and monitor weather, dust, and the air.
But not on earth, on Mars. I say this with confidence, a robotic heir.
Future hopeful human explorers may be able to inhabit Mars.
Thanks to me, even if they have to remain in bubble safe cars.
I have landed on the planet safely already with my lovely TRN,
And my brand new spanking wheel design is the living end!
For the first time ever, I am equipped to the max. I carry a drill.
I will scoop up rocks and soil, looking for microbe life. What a thrill!
A robot dog on wheels indeed? This sounds like an unlearned man.
I bet he would have trouble learning about science. I am not his fan!
Did I mention that I have a helicopter tucked under my belly?
We need to know if we can ever live there, and run our telly.
I can also test the oxygen production. This will help us plan.
Have to go. I am tubing up Martian samples as fast as I can!
Getting younger every day
being old not required.
N.B. Explanatory book titles
for Yale students below.
Teenager: When I threw up
in the road.
Toddler: How I destroyed
the living room.
Baby: Look! I pooed in
the potty.
Foetus: My lonely life
in the womb.
Egg: My years waiting
for sperm.
Microbe: Infecting
President Trump.
Tribal beings
we fight fierce wars
death to all adversaries
then appears a microbe
a virus
to happily kill us all
humanity bands together
we fight back
with screams and shouts
how dare you kill us
only we can do that
A new way of life, is beginning to unfold.
Beware of what you hear, and what you're told.
There is one speaking, his message we need to hear.
With our technology and power, we still need to use our ears.
We are not invincible, we are not above God.
One little microbe, has come both here and abroad.
Our way of life, has been brought to its knees.
Life is fragile, this is not a tease.
Love one another, don't let things get out of hand.
Be vigilant and stand tall, together we need to stand.
Watch over your tired and weak.
You are now your brother's keeper, listen and hear him speak.
Love is unpaid street cleaner
It removes stress from aching hearts
Laughter is fresh summer rain
It brings new life from winter drains
Sleep is sweet voluntary death
It resurrects body from life’s dearth
Mourning is early morning breeze
It drains dirty dew from evening wreak
Exercise is a witch-doctor the healer
It exorcises body from microbe the killer
Good feeding is the military barricade
It barricades body from militant terrorists
I want to walk with you
on the hills of tomorrow
drag fingers like tines
in the dark dirt
prepared by centuries
of anticipation
nothing but a few shoots
of grass there
waiting perfectly
for growth, some
human attendance, some
ones to roll
and plant deeply
sending roots
to the aquifer.
I want the honey-sweet sun
to make your skin quartz
glimmering like a thousand mirrors
and every living thing,
every dewdrop-living microbe
and sharp-eyed circling hawk
and waving photosynthetic wand
to take notice--
Strangers from a city
are peaceful now,
love bound and harmonious
and mean everything to you,
are here
infinite one minute
and the gone the next
in combustion of what you created.
I believe a Force in the universe
pushes around and around suns, moons
pulls and pushes electrical storms
galaxies swarm as stars sway and form
I believe there is a Force that rules
a universe that sent the stars into the night
creates all the living creatures microbe to man
seaweed, otter, whale, shark, coral, sand
the leopard the lion the wild forest buffalo
why I wonder why the pain why is it so
but this I ponder, this in life we cannot know
I wonder does this Force sigh
as creatures fight for more life
beyond what the universe intends
Or is all good and evil, sickness
and health, weak and strong
life and death part of a creative plan
here I sigh why is it so for deep in my heart
I think we cannot know
Worlds Within Worlds
Quick- open up your human hand-
a microbe-laden nasty world
is thriving there clandestinely!
Though most will die with sudsy wash-
not long before more take their place.
Within their unseen realm of space-
in their tight time tween life and death,
they eat, divide- to millions grow
and wait to migrate to new worlds-
through all the human hands you touch.
Sandra M. Haight
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