What kept perception,
Can be convinced to accept...
That what has been created to be infectious,
Will only affect those awaiting for it...
Prepared and protected at declared selected places.
With no other entrance or exit watched,
Except where the people are dressed impressively...
And other exits and entrances absent of fear,
Go left undetected where flight ot fright does not appear.
And a promised epidemic 'hyped' is nowhere near.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem