Ebola is a pretty
word;
it skips like lilting
laughter.
It could be one of
those fancy names
you’d give your baby
daughter.
A pretty word, an ugly
thing,
this new disease
Ebola.
You will hear a lot of
it
before you get much
older.
That’s IF you get much older, see?
They tell me it’s a
killer
escaped into the
community —
the worst kind of
horror thriller.
The fear is rising all
over the world,
or at least for those
on twitter.
Ebola is the enemy:
a meanie, a hard
hitter.
Yes it’s real and yes
it’s nasty;
I don’t mean to
disparage.
But can’t we note what
we need to do
without this drama
barrage?
31 Poems in 31 Days (from Poewar / Writer's Resource Center) Prompt: Trending
31 Poems in 31 Days (from Poewar / Writer's Resource Center) Prompt: Trending
Good one. I'm enjoying your poems, Rosemary.
ReplyDelete