Never has it been,
To uncover in history written...
That a man made creation,
Of disease invented...
Done to implement.
Whether conflict, division...
Enemies to create them.
Based upon race, ethnicity.
Political or religious beliefs.
Inflicted upon the beliefs,
On the minds of many...
Accepting this sickness,
Increases to benefit...
A quality of life,
Anywhere proven to live it.
Yet!
With this expectation,
Shown to leave...
An effective success!
Unless...
That success,
Was the death of humanity.
And those left,
Proud of their efforts...
Endeavored to achieve,
Could not find the time...
This to document,
Such a tremendous...
And brilliant accomplishment!
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