Dying Inside

Illustration for "Dying Inside"

He discovered the corpse and died inside

A lawman protects but not this time

Cold stench splits his sleep

Clogs his mind

Comes close to ending him

When the new plague came he smiled

Let it rip, he said

Cull the herd

I ask why

His smile sharpens

He's sure this virus is God's will

Will rid the world of useless old

Clear cut the ill

He's fine with millions dead

But could not live with one

How many more like him?