Swine Flu (It's Coming For You)

Meaningless tears,
Shed over meaningless fears,
Meaningless lies,
And everyone cries.

Paranoia running thick,
Deep within our veins,
Propaganda moving quick,
Sinks into our brains.

Zombies of the media,
Believing what we see,
There's yet another strange disease,
Slowly killing me.

This disease is violent,
This desease is new,
This disease is something,
That I got from you.

Guns, death, poverty,
I guess it's all the same,
Everybody searching for,
Somebody to blame.

I know this isn't figurative,
No similes in sight,
But in the end I simply,
Just don't give a shite.

Normally I'm fluent,
Normally verbose,
But now I am so jaded,
With the latest hoax.


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Now, normally my poetry style is a lot more... poetic. More metaphor, more simile, more typically poetic language, but this is what my brain gave me tonight. Take it or leave it.