It spreads throughout the world,
With no end in sight.
There is no cure for it,
As it continues to infect the planet.
Lying in wait like a predator waiting to pounce,
Searching for unsuspecting victims.
Yet language is not a true virus,
Where it will infect or kill.
It is welcomed with open arms,
Into each and every being.
Tiffany’s Writing Desk 