Pandemic

I wish this world were used to a new disease;
an incurable ill, a plague, a deadly virus;
when medicine struggles to sell drugs after drugs, to make us live, it would catch us all in,
it would spread like silence, it would reap thousands… do you know what that is?
One seed feeds the earth, one earth feeds the seed
unexplainable.
One cell, one life, eternally spreading, pandemic…
All affected, all one…
Still all we do is beat up pain with artificial feelings, while this is never to be treated…

We fear.

I wish this world were used to a new disease,
an incurable ill, a plague, a deadly virus.
A total madness and a lucid state in which we’re all forever doomed to live.
Pandemic,
called
Love…

(2006)