The Plague is Back in Town
“Ashes, Ashes…..”
The cheers go up for each death
Hooded doctors hold knives
To drain the blood
And everywhere you see masks
With long red noses like ripe peppers
The cries rise from every mouth.
There’s no mistaking the sound
When the plague is back in town.
Men in rubber suits
Carry the corpses
To be put in a pit of lye.
There are no mayors or councils left
Just fear like a coked up ape with wide eyes
Grabbing every sane man
There is no holy ground
The plague is back in town.
Children are singing again in praise of Ashes
The microscopic world is inheriting the earth
There is a war being fought
Foot-prints of phlegm and blood
trail off in to the safety of the oak forest.
Jobs drop in the nearest trash can
People hide and simmer
In the wonder at the thunder
That assails every silent spot.
A land that is bare of humanity
Is also shed of its sanity and its vanity.
Cloves carried in clothes
To put to the nose
Save the sinuses from the stench
Wave away the flies from the trench
That make the buzzing sound.
The plague is back in town.
Marching with hands on the shoulder in front of them
The line moves in blindness
The talk is of shame
On the walk of fame
Like mustard gassed troops
Trudging in sludge that covers
What was once a well tended lawn
But now is burnt brown
Because the plague is back in town.
Turning in brothers
With suspicious coughs
Rolling the bodies of sisters lying in dirt
Everywhere every road the people go
There is a red hellish glow.
Flames leap from holes in the ground
The plague is back in town.
It’s all over the news
There’s no place to run
Because the infection has its own direction.
There’s nothing anyone can do
Each person carries the viral stew
It spreads the world ‘round
The plague is back in town.
The killers are untouchable and unreachable
Capable of clearing an entire zip code
Leaving only falling bodies
In heaps, reclaimed by the rot
Bringing the short reign of the human brain
To an end.
The victors have no minds
No thoughts
No plans
Just a series of acts
Of one celled self interest
Invading the dreams
stealing sight and sound
The Plague is back in town.
Joshua Kight 5/5/11
Storm-crow