The Invisible Enemy

All along you made me believe that wars were fought against real enemies. Against real beings that you can attack with physical weapons or by mere words. What manner of enemy are you?

Can I feel you? Can I touch you? Do you have eyes or ears? Do you really care?

You are no respector of persons. You laugh scornfully as we bid this world 'Good bye' day and night. Do you ever go to bed?

What about boundaries? You seem not to limited by time zones, language or creed.

But wait. Your time is coming. I promise! He who laughs last laughs longer. One day you will be exposed. And the whole world will get to laugh the longest.

— Winnie M. Fuzane, PhD.