Like fearsome battle colours, breathing masks
Distinguish my assassins from my friends.
While undertakers busy at their tasks,
I wonder now: is this the way it ends?
We’re cuckoos in a nest the size of Earth
And jostle out all rivals for their space.
With macrofauna gone, we’ve made a dearth
Of every other beast at startling pace.
What hero from the jungle will come out
To rid the Earth of this destructive yob?
Coronavirus steps from its redoubt
In bat’s blood; is it equal to the job?
Like Spanish flu and Sars, it’s just a test,
As nature picks the weapon she likes best.
Distinguish my assassins from my friends.
While undertakers busy at their tasks,
I wonder now: is this the way it ends?
We’re cuckoos in a nest the size of Earth
And jostle out all rivals for their space.
With macrofauna gone, we’ve made a dearth
Of every other beast at startling pace.
What hero from the jungle will come out
To rid the Earth of this destructive yob?
Coronavirus steps from its redoubt
In bat’s blood; is it equal to the job?
Like Spanish flu and Sars, it’s just a test,
As nature picks the weapon she likes best.
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