POEM_: Virus

Virus.
Would you not call it noble?
Lives,
while its foe is alive
and dies with a dying foe.
Oh, the sacrifice, ultimate!
Not like us,
the inhumane humans,
who need to kill,
even before we eat.
(And then
wish to live ever after!)

Doing its job
with a single-minded devotion,
vacillating not like humans
never looking at any but the chosen species:
It could teach us a lesson
in determination and integrity.

And yet:
Armed with an awesome power
over its eco-system,
it is ever ready to destroy it.
How very human!

- owais

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This was first published in the book, 'Love?'