Death rejoices on the comeback trail
That sound you hear is a misery wail
Cut your own throats but you're unaware
Bird flu on the rise and we're not prepared
Medicade cuts by the billions are here
Pandemic readiness shifts to a lower gear
Life-saving vaccines are in the sceptic's sights
The setting sun leads to the longest of nights
So dance in celebation for an hour or two,
As the specter of death reaches for me and you
Submitted: February 18, 2025
© Copyright 2025 Mike Stevens. All rights reserved.
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hullabaloo22
So true. Lessons that should have been learned are so quickly forgotten.
Tue, February 18th, 2025 10:30pmAuthor
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Indeed, we learn nothing from the past and are going to repat it, thanks, Hull
Wed, February 19th, 2025 7:12am