Mercenary Mutant Virus

K Kenneth Maswabi Kenneth Maswabi
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This is not a war It is a genocide When mercenary mutant viruses Invade country after country Bringing death to the house of humanity Leaving a trail of widows and orphans Breadwinners vanquished by the reckless bandits There is no sparing of the disabled and mentally incapacitated Or even the elderly and the young The notorious outlaws have no mercy Evading detection, they have cemented their evil plan And are not afraid of shattering the tranquillity of the rich and wealthy These mercenaries have disseminated their doctrine of death in every corner of the world Bringing brigades of hardened variants to torment and abuse the heart of humanity No one knows the full plan for their blitzkrieg, not even the timeline for their horrendous occupation They keep on bringing fresh recruits to continue the offensive Even when the house of humanity is on the retreat Nothing has stopped their camouflaged battalions from bringing havoc to the streets of life With their stealth technology, they have outmanoeuvred most defence mechanisms in the human body Leaving a trail of destruction and scores and scores of human casualties This is not a war, it is a genocide ©Kenneth Maswabi

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