Epidemic
A natural form of genocide
A derelict city stained with death
Once was so vibrant, so full and alive

A cold display of natural selection
Scorch the earth
Allow no chance for re-emergence
Remove any viable host

I still remember that fateful day when the first one hit the floor
I still remember the unsettling sight of his contorted face as he died
Alone
Nothing, there is nothing left
Everything is gone
I’ll remember October 11th