It Is A Hiv Virus Poem by Murali Ramanath

IT IS a highly infectious virus
at first bloomed and strengthened us
finally bursting into downright madness
all men are techies in the latest census;
youthful blood blocked in hightech bus
and their face sealed in the PC Bus;
conditioning the life mysterious;
paralyzing the race without any fuss;
Tilling land, fresh air, water all sold to us;
leaving tons of E-waste debris and pus
cutting trees that house the melodious
Dollars, real estate, cars, luxurious
toys embedded deeply in our conscious;
to the misery ahead we are utterly unconscious
Is this life style glorious and gracious? ?
Is there any alternate economy in your thesaurus? ?