Runny nose rules me
Runnymede rules alas
murder mayhem rules the world
scarred and sacred is the population
of viruses yet they proliferate
in me they battle
outside the poetess they fight
who will win?
the virus or the human?
The nature of the vira
grows virulently
in all directions
it could be a band, it could be a commune,
it could be dance or a protein,
what a virus is not
is a peaceful endeavour...
Runnymede's Magna Carta
written in blood of generations past
my virus today fights my body
running away - running amok
running - running - runn...
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