The sting of death draws near as fear
We shout and fear, the nest of death
It tears! We hear the media tell
Aloud they tell of how it tears
The world have said; we're not prepared
We're not prepared! Exclaimed the world
Ebola go! Ebola go!
We know not where to go from here
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