An illness is ravaging the land
Spreading not by coughs or sneezes nor by the touch upon skin
This sickness is dispersed by words
Constructed from faulty ideals
Reinforced with erroneous theories
And solidified askew doctrines
This pathogen doesn’t tire the muscles or inflict one with a blistering fever
But it has slaughtered many because of its symptoms
It’s a parasite that gnaws on the brain
Warping the mind
And deadening the heart into a place void of compassion
Sound logic doesn’t greet their ears
And reason doesn’t dampened their fears
They’re infected with the virus that was created ions ago
Tainted by the notion that a mere complexion is superior than another
Corrupted with the belief that one’s appearance implies their worth
One’s birthplace signifies their value.
Drunk with ruthless repugnance of that a human that looks differently than them breaths air and exist
It’s contaminated are numerous and it’s casualties are high
The antidote is simple but the disease fight hard not to be healed.
Do you know what this illness is?
Have you been infected?