Weakening, sickening and paralyzing,
Spreading it's warmth and sewage,
Binging on nature's good graces,
Stupefying the very cause of it's ascendancy.
Re-mixing molecules like a cauldron,
Turning light into darkness,
Multiplying like maggots in meat
A cancer that was once health,
An overgrown plethora of life,
Sinking in it's own pollution,
Rotting in it's own debris.
Creating and devouring as it goes,
Cultivating flowers and decay as it grows.
The cause and purpose of existence,
And the beginning of the end.
Submitted: May 14, 2020
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