Mercenary Mutant Virus Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

This is not a war
It is a genocide
When mercenary mutant viruses
Invade country after country
Bringing death to the house of humanity
Leaving a trail of widows and orphans
Breadwinners vanquished by the reckless bandits
There is no sparing of the disabled and mentally incapacitated
Or even the elderly and the young
The notorious outlaws have no mercy
Evading detection, they have cemented their evil plan
And are not afraid of shattering the tranquillity of the rich and wealthy
These mercenaries have disseminated their doctrine of death in every corner of the world
Bringing brigades of hardened variants to torment and abuse the heart of humanity
No one knows the full plan for their blitzkrieg, not even the timeline for their horrendous occupation
They keep on bringing fresh recruits to continue the offensive
Even when the house of humanity is on the retreat
Nothing has stopped their camouflaged battalions from bringing havoc to the streets of life
With their stealth technology, they have outmanoeuvred most defence mechanisms in the human body
Leaving a trail of destruction and scores and scores of human casualties
This is not a war, it is a genocide

©Kenneth Maswabi