Dna And Rna Poem by John Sensele

Relish when I bloody small minds
Who behave as though they play God
Regurgitating trash from behind the Venetian blinds
That pop open from their pusillanimous pod.

Far too often sadly such low life forms
Displaying colours of such poor hues
They turn off potential customers with no interest in chloroforms
That slay patients who long for sanity in corny queues.

Veils unmasked creatures of the dark
Can no longer dissimulate their malevolence
When caught red handed in the prayer park
Where they plead for forgiveness for egregious insolence

They worship in their DNA
Where destruction seeds germinate
Destroying in their wake the RNA
Providence determines to terminate.