We're living the mass psychosis of a truly
lapsed year, a hysteria of fear and siege has
draped its deadly curtain over the mass of
the globe's multifarious societies held in
common by their foundational roots as a
species among others whose emotions and
penchant for suspicion and superstition bind
them together even as their choices and
cultures pry them apart; the world community
that imagines itself beset by the scourge of an
microscopic parasite designed with a single
purpose, to replicate endlessly and for that
process the creature which has no life of its
very own seeks out humankind's as a womb
wherein it finds comfort and incentive as it
gains the ascendancy on occasion indulging
in a killing spree martyring itself to the process
as if to honour spectral Death whose company
it holds in respect at a distance for it claims
both victim and victor as its just due in an
apprehended pantomime of life's basic rules.
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