Friday, October 26, 2018

Our Worst Disease


















It gets passed down from parents to kids
and spreads like fire in schools,
affecting every society on earth
carried by ignorant fools.

Killing more people and doing more harm
than natural disasters by far,
insidious, malignant and hard to spot
it leaves a spiritual scar.

A garden variety ailment
from the bite of an apple it springs,
with us from the beginning
all of our ailments it brings.

The only remedy comes from above
his one pure antidote,
flood the soul with lots of it
till on a sea of love we'll float.

The malady I'm speaking of
will not soon abate,
it's how Satan signs his work;
our nemesis is HATE !


by Robert Quinn
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