Frontline Soldier Poem by Mark Meck

What portends this ill wind blowing
which inhaled robs man's breath
whose virus defiles the proximal space people share?
Is it the greed of man who has defied rules of the holy book
And defiled Leviticus by partaking as food that which was forbidden.
Or is it a Lab gone wrong?

Come hither all you medicine men and astronomers
Lend us your binoculars and see whereof this vile virus was bred
From whose progeny is infused this gene with airborne venom
That we may blunt her sword covid-19 and stop this genocide.

I will defend the world with blood and sacrifice,
my hippocratic oath my shield will suffice.
I will stare this monster in the face even as my fellow soldiers die
for with sharpened ammunition our labs provide, the end is nigh
And tomorrow, yes tomorrow together we will rejoice in tears
In happiness and sadness of our beloved lost and a battle won
As nations will with one voice shout, Ahoy frontline soldiers, Ahoy!