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We have one life, no reboot button

War after war, the Earth changes through the centuries. Wars cause devastation just like volcanoes when they erupt. But we, like the flowers adapt to survive. – by C.E. Pereira

War has a high price, Death!
The enemy is ruthless in war.
A war ends, yet another begins.
Somewhere, a war is being fought.

Each war, a lesson repeated.
The world never seem to learn.
We continue to honour the brave.
While a war brews somewhere.

Now, the world faces a new war.
These conquerors cannot be seen.
A war without bombs and bullets.
More deadly than the Spanish flu.

The enemy’s nature is to kill.
Its invasion is lethal, deadly.
It cannot negotiate, it only infects.
The vunerable will die if infected.

Our life is now held in ransom.
Humanity cannot afford to lose.
There is no antivirus to safe us.
We have one life, no reboot button.

By C.E. Pereira