There is an epidemic
Unleashed upon all.
One that could actually
Make a strong empire fall.
It is terrible that
Makes us all grimace.
It will tear us all apart,
So we will take it to the the limits.
It effects everyone
Great and small.
It is a sickness
That waits for the call.
When we are all barley standing,
Stressed and weary,
It appears all at once
So bright and clearly.
Dez Clark
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jealousy-86/
