Micro organisms may create life
But they can build and grow into chaos,
Slowly life expands beyond
How it can sustain itself,
But like a virus it continues to spread
Eventually leaving the host dead
But before it does it seeks out others
Viruses are akin to lovers,
Coupled within a fatal embrace
And as the virus erodes you away,
You end up rotten and decayed
And the virus slips away,
As organisms wish to do the same
Prosper and grow, feast then leave decay,
On a host that is helpless to resist
Something as overwhelming and contagious as this.
Yet if the organisms, us, did not exist
Would everything else cease?
Does all else only exist through our conscious mind?
Does this lead us to be blind,
Is it just our nature to grow and destroy?
Is that all part of these organisms woe?
No other path in life than this,
Or can it still be resisted
And turned into a growth that can be controlled
And used to build new from old,
Created from a more compassionate
And caring soul,
That benefits all but mostly it’s host
And enables a more ecological and environmental growth,
That serves all that lives the most.