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Uploaded by on May 17, 2009

Awake when lost to the nervosa of the inexplicable way you feel
Pondering the denial that this thing has freedom to steal
A drop of sweat you quickly cleanse as though of the denial
Robbed of your facility of confidence as your body to defile

Media circus of paranoia to spread words quicker then pathology
Does little when watching the suffering in masked fatality
Everywhere as the unseen in the midst of something called death
So afraid to unmask that of their infected and lethal breath

Look upon them with eyes of fear as tears render free
Country after country after country after so much to see
How cold the reporters tone when the telling of figures
How much you feared to die a statistic as nature configures

Its everywhere as the unseen reality in peril of demise
When you run from street to street fearing rodent and flies
The miniature transporters of your finality to succumb
To the devoid of life from houses, streets to nerves so numb

Hiding in your room of salvation as the world around decays
Fallen short of the reliance of your science to save the days
Its all around in the invisibility of air and the water drank
That particle of cellular destruction with dead faces so blank

The bodies in the piles of a stock to be exhumed in flame
As though nature laughs at the epitaph of mankinds game
Watching the passenger escorted away when you know now
You sat next to him on the plane when he mopped his brow

Recall the cough, memorise the complaining of his pain
When you fear the invader entered through lung or vein
The ravaging of you as this victimising has thus commenced
From the lonely stranger became the carrier now sentenced

Did you witness how that faceless stranger did so suffer
The pain, the vomiting, the dying and now so yours to render
When lying on the trolley now transfixed on the ceiling
Calling to a god as your empty soul is now for the dying

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  • This really reminded me of the swine flu pandemic. That many people are catching the virus and are afraid to die. Others are afraid to catch it because they know death could be waiting round the corner...

    Brilliant poem, I throughly enjoyed it. I love all the effects too. :-)

  • Your pretty much spot on there, I wrote this right after swine flu first broke out. Cheers!!

  • Well Done the sound Effects Match the Poem!

  • Yea this is my usual darker style, thank you!!

  • our last real predator

  • True!

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  • Thank you so much for saying that!

  • You have put a lot of thought and energy into your productions. Well done.

  • Pleasure ot meet you too and thank you for your kind words!

  • Human and humane stuff... love it...Nice editing of sound too. Spot on! BIG media FRENZY here and tacit prejudice in the TV "reporting." Nice to meet you.

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