There’s an outbreak of a bad disease
Right in my
neighborhood,
My zip code
being one they’ve named
And that
just isn’t good.
It’s spread
when there’s bacteria
In cooling
towers, where
They infiltrate
and form a mist
That’s sent
into the air.
If places
are identified,
Which
testing can decide,
A disinfecting
protocol
Can peace of
mind provide.
As numbers
of the sick increase
(And
treatment seems to work),
I glance at
buildings, wondering
If that’s
where germs may lurk.
No comments:
Post a Comment