The cloud floated down
and settled in town after town.
Billions of microbes silently attacked
and sadly revealed the defenses we lacked.
Oh, cloud from a faraway land –
Why now, why us, when will this end?
The wizards are working on magical potions,
while we embrace simpler notions.
The cosmos and Gaia accommodate
these tyrannies of fate
and try to tell us something
while we seek rebirth in the spring.
(c) 2020 Larry Kilham