Cancer
Think of them as cancer cells, those howlingMembers of the mobs who won't wear masks,
Won't vaccinate, and rage at what is taught
In schools. They hate the entity they're in,
This body which coerces them. They can't
Survive outside of it, so they remain as
Saboteurs, and either are extinguished by
The entity's protective forces, or succeed
In killing it, and end up dead themselves.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2021-10-06 at 00:12
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