a plague

it can be deadly
it can be invigorating

its what makes life vague
its more of a medley
very exhilarating  



an infective contamination


it makes everything deteriorate
famine will strike
and while all hope is lost
it still goes on


ones vitals decelerate
at the same time spike
roads will be crossed
and they will be awake before dawn


this disease


some call it death



with that same breath



i call it love
and all of the above