Poem -

The Disease

The Disease

Ubiquitously;
Unobtrusively;
Obtrusive.

Odiously
Oscillating
Degradation
Amongst our Human Nation.

The Disease,
Spreads similar to the vermin named fleas.

When most are made aware of disease,
They plead to their Governments please;
“Where is the Cure?”

Of course;
Even the last would have to procure.

Can perception of truths beginnings
Not enlighten thee to the winnings;
That is the disease.

Where our last brother would be begging please;
Trampling on ourselves to procure
The last of the cure.

Pertaining to be pure;
Smiling inside bars impure,
Perceptions cup overflowing;
Deeds upon deeds unknowing.

What of our last brother begging,
Knowing?

He joined his Maker;
Joy overflowing.

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