Every Army needs an Anthem

I figure if any great songs will come out of the next pandemic, we’d better start writing them now.

The Seeds of Destruction

(with apologies to Barry McGuire’ Eve of Destruction)

The Avian Flu, it is exploding
Infected birds, with viral loading
Towns are quarantined, with much foreboding
A few humans die, but not worth noting
And eating German birds is now verboten
but you tell me, over and over and over again,
my friend
That you don’t believe we’ve sown the seeds
of our destruction

No you don’t believe we’ve sown the seeds
of our Destruction

Can’t you hear what I’m tryin to say?
When the antigen shifts there’s no running away
It can cross continents in only a day
No caskets remain only hundreds of mass graves
And only ones that are left, are hiding in a dark cave
but you tell me, over and over and over again,
my friend
That you don’t believe we’ve sown the seeds
of our destruction

When the virus hits, your lungs start coagulating
Antibodies arrive, proteins accumulating
I can’t get Tamiflu, so its sambucol I’m taking
And for a vaccine, six billion of us are waiting
We shoulda been ready, that’s the price of procrastinating
but you tell me, over and over and over again,
my friend
That you don’t believe we’ve sown the seeds
of our destruction

No you don’t believe we’ve sown the seeds
of our Destruction