For reasons various which have no place on any phrase here or there or everywhere,
For reasons and acts of a variety of sorts that mankind (even me) committed against me or mine today,
For reasons and acts and words of vile origin, which is most of the times your only origin and destiny,
I write to you, mankind (extended me),
To remind you again or for the first time (and me again once more),
That you are a pestilence seen from a macro space,
Reaching for stars at the same relative pace
Of a virus reaching for your cells,
Where you are confined (I am),
A diseased disease (my virus’ virus),
With hunger for depletion,
Fueled by self-envy,
You micro race,
Me.
