Forget your boosters, travel bans and masks
after all this time
you still don’t get what global means
You may be faster, smarter now
after two years, but so am I
I’m Omicron, son of Delta
I skipped generations
from four to fifteen
letter of the Greek alphabet
I’ll outcompete Delta
going after 200,000 more
to make a million
your rich country as backward
as the ones you’ve impoverished
you tally the most dead
so dream on about “herd immunity”
your unvaxed forty percent
my gateway, and here I come