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Swine Flu 2009
News came in the spring
Of a pandemic prepping to pounce,
Some doctors quietly said
It was a lab made virus,
A few echoed loudly,
Cautioning, warning,
The vaccine might be
Worse than the virus,
Some suggested we
Follow the money.
They gave it a sexier
Sci-fi name...H1N1,
For some reason it rang
Like Enron and smelled
Like so much other crap
That’s been sprayed from
High places over the past
Several years that many
Said, no thanks, I’ll pass,
Rumours ran about
Forced vaccinations,
But then, unfortunately,
With any influenza some
Do die, the TV coverage
Of the young child,
The young mother, the funerals,
Parental protection
Mode switched on for some
And vaccinations for everyone
Turned into clinics closing,
People waiting with children
In long lines in bad weather,
Turned away, politicians saying
We’re working in real time,
What the hell does that mean?
Where is all the vaccine?
Are politicians and so called experts
Really that incompetent, that stupid?
The Christmas toy marketing ploy
Comes to mind, follow the money echoes again,
Are there sadistic bastards behind this pulling the strings?
The lies to war, the financial fiasco reminds us,
There are those who will do such things.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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