By Mandy Meikle
When I heard of anti-vaxxers
I thought they just hated clean carpets
Preferred Henry Hoover’s happy wee face
Sookin’ up stoor and the hard bits.
But no, they don’t like vaccinations
Against diseases from rat, bat and fowl
That let millions of people survive
Living side by side, cheek by jowl.
But how else to avoid nature’s ‘Time out!’
When things get out of control
When Mother Nature reasserts herself
And treats the Earth as a whole.
Lemmings don’t leap off cliffs
That was Disney’s doing
But if there are too many
The strongest will do all the chewing.
Yet now we are nearly eight billion
And all the curves still go skyward
Just use more of everything
By growth we are inspired.
And if a disease runs rampant
We’ll surely find a cure
Because we think we’re worth it
Well some of us are, that’s for sure.
So what of the anti-vaxxers?
How many are willing to die?
They could be part of the solution
A great big paranoid goodbye.
I live on a moor in the central belt of Scotland and have a background in microbiology. I edit the Reforesting Scotland Journal (reforestingscotland.org/publications/journal/), and blog occasionally at mandymeikle.wordpress.com/.
Why I wrote this poem: Not sure but I am in a state of perpetual frustration at how dumb the ‘smartest species on Earth’ is. I’m quite new to creative writing and this is the only poem I’ve written which relates to Covid-19.