And the virus spread its shroud over every dale
And hallowed brook, over every mountain and
Halcyon prairie, over every bird that caressed the
Air, thereon the fading of the causeways; from
The most frenetic urban eye, to the most lonely
Farm of man, it enveloped the soul of meadows,
It undrowned upon the firmament; neither mask,
Nor vitamins, nor kale could slow its march; and
Reason was cut down as Avarice was crowned
King, while all who knelt before the monolith
Were felled by the angels damned; and the plague
Defiled all that wept upon the precipice: anon the
Fading of the night unsung – Hell’s bells the trader
Calling; and love was usurped by chaos, and chaos
By fear, and fear by rage, whereon the scourge of
Dissolution was set upon contagion’s hour, and pillage
And desolation were left at Hades’ door, as Rapacity
And Gluttony were struck of a new world burning; and
Naught were left to gloat but Rapine and Depravity, and
The songs of untold innocents were lost on wayward shores.