Jan 2017
swarming in to burrow
beneath the skin*
this a plague of much
chagrin
the locust band
had moved in
with a harmfulness
in its whirling spin
they'd not been detected
by the radar's pin
so unsuspecting were
those who dwelt within
as they stayed
we'd hear but their din
that was full on
regarding the clamorous tin
of the epidemic
which swarmed in
there'd be no possibility
*for the kin to gain a win
beneath the skin*
this a plague of much
chagrin
the locust band
had moved in
with a harmfulness
in its whirling spin
they'd not been detected
by the radar's pin
so unsuspecting were
those who dwelt within
as they stayed
we'd hear but their din
that was full on
regarding the clamorous tin
of the epidemic
which swarmed in
there'd be no possibility
*for the kin to gain a win
Written by
Elizabeth Squires
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