A Gift From The Piltdown Man Poem by Donal Mahoney

A Gift From The Piltdown Man



We do our best to avoid
the Zika Virus. We smack
mosquitoes and avoid
tanned folks just back
from two weeks in the tropics.

The Zika Virus is
something we acquire
but the Virus Ignoramus is
something we inherit
from the Piltdown Man.

To one degree or another
we all suffer from the
Virus Ignoramus.
Recessive in you and me
and those with whom we agree

it breaks out like a rash
and stays forever on those
with whom we disagree.
No wonder we talk only to
folks with whom we agree.

Sunday, November 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: ignorant,rude
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