Things escape notice
with a nod.
Originating from non-existence,
the Scientist is King, soul immaterial
because viable Science is God.
For an elegant experiment
the Death Penalty
is worth the risk.
Anthony Faustti is known as a hero
for his crowing expositions
on gain-of-function obfuscation
Things escape notice, a tale of
the devil in the details; failure
depends on whose details are scored.
The Death Penalty is a neighbor’s ox
worth the risk if it is gored.
Faustti not quite Richard the 3rd.
in a Shakespearean box, but
The pleas are constructed.
Oh “Context, context,” in Tony III:
“My Kingdom for a bat out of hell…”
Three million dead by gain-of-function
is a modest amount, good for overpopulation.
Plagues are normal episodes, mostly
a beneficial culling of non-scientists,
often happens in a people’s paradise
for the benefit of the Swiftian gullible
who know the poor, frail and old
will pay the price, cold-shouldered
in their malaise, hastened to oblivion
Faustti, Collards, and Sheez
say the Juvenalian are Juvenile.
But measured by The Black Plague
this population reduction does not
fit a vague standard drawn by lot
Do not let be
such outrages of incompetence.
Death is needed.
In such circumstance
one would not oppose
a convening of an
ad hoc Criminal Tribunal
for “The Mechanism”
at the United Nations
(a simple firing not
being sufficient), and
a hypodermic firing squad
is already appointed and
waiting in the wings of a bat,
let Swiftian justice call for
*King Richard the Third, by William Shakespeare; “A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!”
act 5, scene 4