MORBID-19
Gain of function? *
Fauci says it's fiction **
So without hesitation
I embrace salvation
First shot
Globalist propaganda
What's their agenda?
Trusting the media
I welcome mRNA
Second shot
Side effects appear
Should I mutineer?
As I wrangle my fear
The next jab I cheer
Third shot
Again they stab my vein
I feel an intense pain
Clots invade my brain
God I invoke but in vain
Fourth shot
Am I being foolish?
Swimming in a Petri dish
My free will I relinquish
One more dose to finish
Fifth shot
Now and forever
I am a cadaver
Notes:
* Gain of function (GOF) is research to make a pathogen x10 to
x100 times more dangerous than normal.
** Anthony Fauci; infectious disease expert, director of NIAID,
funded Coronavirus GOF research in Wuhan lab in China.
For years I have heard the word pathogen
Medical people throw this word around
as if we lay people will understand it.
I think I first heard it when I heard Covid.
I finally looked up the word pathogen today.
It is a bacteria that causes disease.
As soon as I read this, everything else fell into place
and finally made sense.
fractured; the angry march
to I’s nexus
red, not gold, tracks.. wired to
perfect black
catastrophic chiroptera
see this cornucopia -
what plenty?
If nobody knew me.
I could varnish to the thin air.
Dine withe the unfair.
displine the cute ,uphold the ugly
And
Walk in you like oxygen
I could smile to those who care.
And be helpful like pathogen.
If..
If no one knew me.
I could breeze to the deepest ocean.
And
Bath in your soul.
Could denounce demons clean.
Could be a phenomenal idol.
If.
If no one knew me.
Could change like day to day.
An amicus of dare
And
Tell fiction.
That defeats friction
If nobody knew me.
I could dance naked.
In a million micro second
Could be ordained marry ,and de-marry..
Could not hurry
For time could be me.
If no one knew me
I could use my unconscious mind.
To make the rude kind.
Magnify the blind
Preach from behind.
If...
If no one knew me.
I could be me.
Like a spirit.
I could be you.
As the whole world faces the corona outbreak,
The feature and knowledge of outbreak was so blake,
The outbreak that has put all at stake ,
But due to laxness became a global outbreak.
Agasted and flustered are all the doctor and surgeon,
Clueless how to resolve the vast spread unfortune,
Burns the candle all day to treat the suffered
So that every soul on the planet should be recovered.
Gaze at the people dead due to lack of oxygen,
Caused due to a small and fatal pathogen.
Come whatever, always keep the noses onto hardstone,
so that muddled state don’t get be fully blown.
All humans are thankful to the doctors efforts,
And we stand along them as strong beam supports ,
Our prayers are also for them always,
Hope everyone surpass through these rough days.
NO " i"
Cars were humming
People were bustling around
These things happened
All year round.
We lived in blissful ignorance
Of the deadly pathogen
But when it roared to life
'twas chaos all around.
The world shut down
No one moved around anymore
Except for one pathogen
You guessed it right - Covid-19.
While we were in our houses
Cowering in fear
This malicious spirit prowled the land
Covered the sky, spread in the sea.
It travelled around the world with glee
Now, normal our life was not to be.
Somehow, it found many of us
Dug into our skin
Didn't spare our mind
Nor our life.
It is unwilling to end this strife
It is unwilling to give us respite
It wants the whole world to itself
Which shows us its selfish self.
But it is evil and we are good
We can do anything if we are in the mood
So a vaccine will be knocking soon
With a smile as bright as the shining moon.
lengthy thin needle
ingests blood to produce eggs~
inflicts pathogen
Aug17, 2020
Placed 5th in the contest.
Note: Haiku-Nature themed 2, poetry contest.
Sponsored by Tania kitchen.
...earth speaks....
humans....you made my body sick....
so much poison garbage in it....that...
my immune system replies....as it sees fit....
all species must be culled at times....for....
the survival of others....including a 'questionable'...
species that claims control....over earth....
humankind....analogous to a germ....
taking control of....mankinds own body....
results can be the same....catastrophe....
so....earths immune system kicks in....
evolution creates more and newer forms....threats to...
lessen the 'humanoid pathogen'....bring it back under control....
stan sand
I understand the meaning of the dark abyss, and roll around the barrel of the rifle destroy me and vanish, into the cosmos I'll go quietly as the rivers flow, my heart is no more it turned to dust, like iron on a steel car left to rust, burned by fire beaten with a stick and a live wire, I have been broken, as many before me have fallen, lost with only the thought of stop hoping, I cry out to my mother who I have not seen in years, a picture Fades by memory her face disappears..... no more will I be tortured by Envy, even if I left they would hate more than they'll remember me... I am Bound By The Flesh of this vessel, be sure of the pathogen before the breeze catch you, for when the cold comes the chief will shiver, and your souls will be snatched by the river, release your energy upon me... "worship me", and I will stand by thee, I will remain in pain an bondge, like you guys going insane, breathing this created toxic rain....
Everybody is in a terrible condition and Yeshua is the only antigen, everyday.
Nobody that is in this Parable can avoid sins infection but realize now Yeshua destroyes sins pathogen. That makes the Lord the opposite of noday.
Somebody will learn that the Lord makes the unbearable, bearable. Sin has one affection and that will always be insurrection. Yeshua taught the true Catalan, through that we know we are his cabochon. Take heart because Yeshua will use his Javelin, someday.
Anybody can embody the words of the Lord. The Lord plants all seeds, that makes you wearable, tell me what is comparable when you hear something that is beyond incredible. He gives us our Direction, he takes away the disconnection. With the Lord's correction and disinfection by his resurrection the lord gave us every protection. Yeshua equals submission forgiveness and love it's not about being masculine the Lord makes us examine and reexamine every ademption. When you contemplate on the beginning you will understand, Yeshua created the laminin. Remember Yeshua is your protector anyday.
bleached pathogen in the dryer.
they will dry him for days.
thoughtless serpintine chlorox.
later there will be daylight albums
and caskets.
porous paris absorbing all scented fabric .
long after jacob and the cloak of many
colors went through the spin cycle.
so strange to see camel ciggerette canoe's.
incongruent le lee leeee...
paddling .. spin.. spin .. spinning...
days and nights bleeding
color into one another.
Luanderer white, Luanderer bright
First launderer that can blight.
Some affection out of gray,
spin the cycle and turn night to day.
Carcinoma, melanoma sick twins
Inside their innocuous hosts grin
For surface tension brings no chagrin
Another, common diagnosis will time lend
Healthy cell structures to amend
Immune systems with guile befriend
In state of denial, journey begins
Signs not to the human eye hidden
But worry has healthy mind forbidden
Asbestos, carbon dioxide, dioxin
Immune filters will certainly fend
Smoking, over eating, years of gin
Only near life's end wages will append
Per chance through pore seeps pathogen
To rally antibody troops always an antigen
Discolored figment under skin
Bright pigment from allergen
A red rash can dry with benzine
Yellowish splotch need carotene
Brownish bump harmless toxin
Black mole surely genetic origin
Benign cyst lacking needed vitamin
Purplish lesion can cure with Neosporin
Small lump only a gland that's swollen
Goiter rarely takes malignant spin
Esoteric Enema
Miser of Burden
Intrinsic Impetus
Seer of Inertia
Virulent Vestige
Alias of anonymity
Pious Pathogen
Fear of Androgyny
Visceral Virtue
Tao of Two
Antigen of Affinity
I love you
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