THE PLAGUE
There is a plague upon the land.
It infects far and near.
It ravages the people.
It empties the cities.
Fields ripe for the harvest groan,
But no harvester comes.
Factories stand empty.
Homes are abandoned.
Schools are silent.
No one knows its source.
No one knows its cure.
No one knows its duration.
The people cry for salvation.
But there is no salvation.
There is only the plague upon the land.
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