THE TRIUMPH OF THE FOURTH HORSEMAN

THE TRIUMPH OF THE FOURTH HORSEMAN - by Omari D. Forrester aka 'Mega'


I kill microscopically.

Biology, virology, and all the 'ologies'
can't define how I'm dropping these body's
bodies, with no apostrophe; no apologies.
I kill more men than women: no misogyny.

Yeah what up? Ya know me: it's the Wuhan OG.
Straight out the Hubei. Rep the COV.

CDC couldn't hold me: I'm too low key.
Killed SARs in '03; that was my Dad, homie.

Grew up in a lab lonely; no Moms to console me.
Eurostep like Ginobili & spread globally.

It’s a new day. I’m a new enemy for a new age.
Forget the new AIDs, dummy: I’M THE NEW PLAGUE!

Priests hiding; praying science can save the day.
Nurses looking danger pay while the soldiers lay in wait.
Militaries want my autograph... they can wait.
I got half a mill more to kill, in 80 days.

This ain't the 1880s; I'm not rabies.
Vaccines can’t slay me; anti-virals, maybe.
But you still have to test it out on African babies.

Your plan is gone in a puff of smoke; clutching onto luck & hope.
I will make 911 look like a f*ck!n joke.

I have limitless potential: my growth rate's exponential.
My economic downturn's cyclical; I am biblical!!
The best who ever did it. My acclaim: CRITICAL!

Atom West aka The Megaman


(C) 2020 Omari D. Forrester
All rights reserved, worldwide.

Comments

  1. Well crafted. Would make a great rap song.

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  2. Mega, great rhythm and rhyming. I particularly like that it has been written from the virus.

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