It is catching.....

           It  is  catching...

You   are    seated   in  the

Centre  of   the    bash  convulsions

Of  the   knocking  ,turbulent  Times,

 NOT  the   invigorating

  Bermudas  islands,  cruises,

You  were  in the  core  of  the

Rut  not knowing the sinister   roots,

You   have  sufficiently  lived 

Through the  irate  chamber of  

Iglood  ,isolated  ignorance,

Now,    You  live through the  rut ,

View   silently  the  mad  desire  like

 the  bubonic   plague   Catches  ,

countless  are the  wilful  victims ,

wait  and  watch  how long  the

ironic    fire , dire,  spreads,

it  catches, catches ,like  a

bubonic plague.