PARASITES Pt. 1
It looked like a green and blue marble,Yet it was alive, For now,
You could see the infestation covering most of it by now,Still spreading, Growing,
Expanding like a piece of fruit that is slowly rotting,
Towards the top, A spot appeared, Turning black, Dying,
The parasites increased their efforts,
Draining the life, Leaving a wasteland behind,
Like a deadly virus it consumed and destroyed,
Slowly life left the blue and green marble,
Fading away only to be a dim memory,
In a combined effort the parasites began to leave,
The now brown and dying marble,
They stretched out searching for another,
That it to may be devoured over time,
Thus the cycle will continue, One world to the Next.
Richard(PHOENIX)Cartledge (c) 7/31/09
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