Plague Poem

It was a happy time, a healthy place,
political rulers always had a trace,
It was a quiet morning
a happy one,
until that day when no one
would say “Yay!”

The enemy attacked
the cells went forth
it attacked everywhere
and the people went north.

This isn’t about the Americans
that has COVID 19,
it’s about Rome,
and Antonine
that virus gene.

Societies can’t just avoid outbreaks
but can stand against very severe aches.

Again, with dirty Rome,
the virus of Cyprian
retaliate.
It attacked poor Rome,
again and again.

Scientists researched that
when you get virused
over and over,
each time it happens
you might get a good luck clover.

Over centuries attacks have been smaller
with better medical help
and even better scholars.

But the point is that plagues in the past, help the future.