Epidemic Pandemic Systemic Purge

We've got war on the Verge,
and churches feeling the Surge,
In an Epidemic Pandemic,
Systemic Purge.
Could it be another Page,
of Rage on the Stage,
Like Influenza and Aids,
embodies any Age.
It's a state of Emergency,
yet nobody sees the Urgency,
But I was on the Isle of Patmos,
and I saw the Divergency.

In the Diversity,
of the cultural Community,
Yet there'll be no Immunity,
without first finding Unity.
So what'll we to do,
in the wake of the Brink,
Of the Brutality Reality,
of the missing Link.
In Chromosomes and Genes,
of making Clones of Creepy Things,
Humanity's Insanities,
from Fallen Angels with Broken Wings.

As history records,
in the Revelation of Scars,
Of a scandal they can't handle,
capped tight in Mason Jars.
Bottled up in Illusion,
with no link to Diffusion,
But what's the Conclusion,
in the Figurative Confusion.
Computerized Drones,
of Soldiering Gnomes,
And the woman on the beast,
with seven heads on the Thrones.

In a Governmental takeover,
called a New World Order,
With no Retribution of Recompense,
to account for the Slaughter.
In a Hitlerized age,
of Panic and Distortion,
But Death is still Death,
behind the Curtain of Abortion.
Even in the Hostility,
of the Slavery Plight,
The Corruption of Reduction,
outnumber the stars in the Night.

And the Abduction Abruption,
is like Onomatopoeia,
For Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,
is Real.
And yet here we go again,
on a State of Alert,
Wondering how can we Avert,
and escape from the Hurt.
But confirmed deaths,
in the presented Evidence,
Leaves the Connatation,
in the Relevance of Prevalence.

Of the Truth and the Fact,
in the Proof and Attack,
Of the 911 Defcon,
and the subversive React.
So Pray for the Nation,
and its Political Relations,
For who are the Allies,
in these Detrimental Situations.
Such as the news reports,
where the information is Vague,
Concerning the Allocated Allegations,
in the counted dead from the Plague.

But is it the host or the catalyst,
that becomes the Carrier,
And what are the physical implications,
that determine the Barrier.
Such as in the Coronavirus,
and its swift Devastation,
Or the swarms of locusts,
in the African Nation.
And the outbreaks of wars,
all across the Globe,
Like the gamble in the imposition,
of the Masters Robe.

For it's like a Subscription Prescription,
in a Preemptive Period,
And the Assumption thereof,
can make the difference get Wearied.
For the place of Eradication,
in Chronological Events,
Is in who's on whose side,
and what's the hidden Intents.
Behind the Massive killings,
in the Population,
Like in a movie Production,
but it's an actual Realization.

For they put Poison in Water,
and Chemical agents in the Air,
But is this the Melting Pot,
or are we in the Lions Lair.
Disappearing Informants,
in a Drop a Dime Threat,
While Political Criminals,
are Vindicated by S.W.E.A.T.
Which means Strong Words,
Every American Talks,
And while the BS Walks,
Big Brother always Stalks.

So to the Free and the Brave,
& the in God we Trust,
We need to turn back to Prayer,
before the Ashes turn to Dust.
Caught up in a Thickle,
of a Trickle Fickle,
And the Reaper is digging deep,
in the Earth with his Sickle.
With so many tendencies,
in the Chess Game of Death,
Got us Gripped by the fears,
of Gasping for Breath.

But Justice is coming,
at the hands of the Judge,
And to what extent,
do we hold a Grudge.
Playing a Game of Thrones,
in a Graveyard of Bones,
To musical notes,
Infiltrated with Monotones.
In a statewide Dialogue,
of a Monolithic Society,
Where a Monologue is written,
from a sunken Notoriety.

With outstanding warrants,
in cautionary Measures,
Caught up in the Lusts,
of our greed for money Pleasures.
Checkmate by the Queen,
who has her Pawns on the Run,
And the Bishops and Knights,
are giving all the Rooks a Gun.
In an open carry world,
of Gangsters and Thugs,
With so much dirt under the Rugs,
of loaded Clips with Slugs.

At a standoff pace,
but who has the Drop on the Draw,
When the Constitution is null and void,
at the Declaration of Martial Law.
Like drugs on the loose,
with a destructive Altercation,
Killing the sperm cells ability,
In Vitro Fertilization.
For to stop the birth,
of Human Construction,
Is like walking the green mile,
in a desert Eruption.

Because the calculated Deduction,
is a subtraction Consumption,
For the Gamete and Zygote,
are essential in Sexual Reproduction.
But is it the Purpose,
in a Calendated Synchronization,
Like a Buffet of Death,
in a time of Starvation.
Craving a Feast,
for an end of age Cease,
With all these Catastrophic Happenings,
to pacify and nourish the Beast.

And to know its name,
you gotta count the Number,
For it's a consequential conflict,
that made the Revelator Wonder.
But the ongoing debate,
in the rise of the Horn,
Is the Mystery Unsealed,
in a no fury Scorn.
And there's plenty more to write,
but I was told to silence the Urge,
In this Epidemic Pandemic,
Systemic Purge.

Inspired by:
Mr. Mark Myers at Rouses

© a month ago, Kevin McCray