Poetry

On genes, memes, and evolution

Taunt of the Coronavirus

Having jumped from a bat and
escaped from a cave
I set out to conquer the world
devastating millions
unseen and in silence

I have a dozen genes, while you have thirty thousand
I have no mind while you write poetry and make music
You sequenced every base of my genome 
Yet I trapped you in homes and behind the masks
with no end in sight
The human and the virus
One is the knowledgeable but on its knees 
One is the primitive but nevertheless powerful
In the game of life, we are all equals
Your rational mind is no match 
for my random mutations
Look down on me as you wish
Ravage the earth as you please
Take me seriously, I may just give you a break
Treat me with respect, I may return
to my cave with bats

A tribute to Canadian west coast

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Bilingual couplets

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