Sir, we figured out, the doctor said,
We have determined we can’t help no more,
It will like a virulent growth, come back as before,
So please stay in bed,
We seen cases like this in many places,
In Spain, in France, and Germany, and more,
It’s the tribal urge, that makes it sore,
Many die of this disease, many more they will,
It comes in seasons mostly in places,
It starts with attitude to neighbours in most cases,
Sometimes millions will it kill,
It is we figured, a gene inherent in the species,
Starts with a rash in the mouth, spews, virulent, talk,
But at a treatment most will balk,
Mostly garbage most will spew their feces,
That feces spreads and spreads, and soon,
Many once healthy individuals in that group,
Share a meal with their leader, maybe just a bowl of soup,
Begin to talk in tongues, many, and begin to swoon,
The decease it caries on, and on, till we hang the leader,
Or some sort of expulsion did occur,
It will take tanks and tanks, and planes, and maybe?
A huge fire ball you see,
We are never sure,
We keep researching though, and so far we have not,
Not found a cure, it has to run its course,
Every one be fighting, even on a horse,
We seen all the literature of course,
But trinkets will be in great demand, painted metals and so on,
From different folk, with different flags,
A hero’s welcome to those that survive,
But to tell the truth, most will be gone,
It’s devastating this decease, though survivors they are blessed,
Only though most virulent, with hate they are possessed,
Until it again, forgotten is the past, but for a while,
Then our species kind, again they are possessed,
Over all the years and all the fears, and heroism set aside,
Were doomed it seems, for the brains go first,
Then the mouth it spews its dirt,
You might just as well go for the ride,
There is a pleasant outcome though, most cheerful,
There’ll be parades, soldiers in medals, marches, remembering,
The heroes full of pride, though some that’s not their thing,
Full of tears they are, but that’s another, earful.©26/01/2017
Regis
Let's cut the cult off from its food supply at the origin.
Ron
in the human heart,
and when evil isn't contained,
that's when wars start.