The Vaccine
You think of the vaccine
I think of many things.
Both of us love to love,
Both of us sympathise.
But you care for mankind
I care for all of us,
Everything that has life,
Man, nature, animals.
I see you rushing to
Inject and go through
Ignoring what remains
Like needles, syringes
And bottles, and rubber.
Each, every hospital
Will receive in a box
Those parcels arrive.
Include uniforms
Many masks, and visors
To blue overalls,
For doctors and gloves,
To the nurses' packages
That bring to have lunch.
You think of the vaccine,
I think of many things.
I cannot sit and watch
The patients all alone
In the beds, hospitals,
Lie, shiver, or lose life.
But cannot ignore that
Nature, too, has a life,
Will lose that if we are
Negligent with the junk
Of bottles, chemicals.
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