The Unforgiving Flu
Oh Flu…why do you attack our civilizations so…your attributes of stomach pains and bottom monstrosities,
You infect and design the ultimate schematic…bladder side combinations…dehydration just around your corner of malice,
The way you push and pull along the physical boundaries of the human body…you wish for pain…our species only wish to feel just a little better,
We don’t like your inflammatory ways…your sweat inducing comas and delirious actions that you present to a human’s mental state.
If there is one thing you would say if you could possibly talk…What would it be…that your happy about this?
I feel as though your parasitic qualities are nothing more than just another organism wishing to gain dominance,
This you do with conviction…and our species cannot be mad at such insecurities we have towards you…only because you wish to survive just as much as we do,
The fraternities you gain while traveling through a human’s system…the parties of half empty liquor bottles that you throw against red blood cells,
Wild nights of all night affairs while our people crumble before your powerful might…trying to stick it out while you have all the fun,
I just wish one thing of you…that you try to be lenient when you do this again…for our civilizations have battled your presence for millions of years.
Well it surely doesn’t stop there does it you parasite…not only infecting humans but animals as well…anything you can get your hands on,
Its ok though…we all understand your true intentions…to simply eat…but do it on another planet…we are all trying to survive here,
You try to destroy our families…humans and animals…It’s time we stood up against your infamy…your distorted images of reality,
Don’t take it to heart if I attempt to make a cure to your ever changing molecular structure…your body of miniscule proportions,
Although I don’t wish for you to try to stop fighting me…but simply know I will…along my journeys…find the magical device that will stop your evolution.
Call it what you want…but we are on to you Mr. Flu Sir…the time will come soon where you will be forced to lay your arms of parasite strength down,
In Return…our civilizations will allow you to fight other alien species when we meet them…your strength will cause a pandemic on an interstellar scale,
One Question remains which we will try to figure out as well…If you survive on another planet…will you plant your revenge on our species thousands of years from now,
It’s like a popular band you are…but when contained…you will be nothing more than just another speechless presence among our advancing world,
The time has come for a change…I’m hurting right now…Sweats…Fluid disposal…and so I will tell you now…I am coming for your extermination little parasite.
If you like my poetry, you can view a few of my others below:
- Around the great divide with Captain Robert Gray
A Historical form of poetry based on the travels of Captain Robert Gray of the United States Military/Merchant branch.
- Water Fragility
A Poem about the powers of water, the destruction of particular functions in life most needed to the individual of today.
- Why Such Anger and Sorrow
A Sad Poem about the consumption of alcohol by individuals and society as a whole. Will the world always be a slave alongside themselves while participating in material pursuits?
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