Virus - the opportunist

I am here and I am new;

borne and diffused by the careless you.

I am small, weak, and labile;
and the human race is far too fragile.

I am blessed, to be in you;

for you are the one from where I’ll spew.

I am dormant, yet with a goal;

Need humans with or without soul.

I thrive and survive in a bag of bones

Do not intend to harm, you or your owns.

I was told you are accessible, but thorny to defeat

The defence is low; and many vices to keep;
albeit what I found, was hard to believe.

The race is brilliant; and fluid it is
For my purpose is transferral; not confinement it is.

Let me go ...let me go I beg thee

your stakes are high; you can’t afford me.

Dr Sachin Seth