Spanish Flu
Choking, gasping, blackish blue
Clamor, the church bells ring
Miasmic horror, Spanish flu
Fly with death’s black wings
Creeping through shadows
Born on the wind
Millions lay prostrate
From an enemy unseen
The war was a prelude
For the nightmare to come
Sparing the eldest
And consuming the young
Like a thief in the night
Or Prospero’s Guest
On the heels of the battle
It spread from the west
The prayers and the vigils
Won’t keep it at bay
Reveling at nightfall
Struck down by day
Screaming for mercy
Pleading with God
Tearing your garments
Heaving with blood
The streets becamе barren
And shrouded in gloom
The churchеs were emptied
And silent as the tomb
The death toll was endless
They could not be saved
With stench overwhelming
They were interred in mass graves
From this vile
Contagion
You cannot hide
Roll the dice
And find out
Who’s next to die
From this vile
Contagion
You cannot hide
Roll the dice
And find out
Who’s next to die
Creeping through shadows
Born on the wind
Millions lay prostrate
From an enemy unseen
Choking, gasping, blackish blue
Clamor, the church bells ring
Miasmic horror, Spanish flu
Fly with death’s black wings