Greed and theft of resources shared

Mary Shelley years ago
Wrote her story as some know
It was thought to be
a horrific tale
Of body snatchers
And faces pale
Today we hear of living souls
On this earth
Enjoying roles
Under the ocean
And still today
Are caught up in
A vast foray
Criminality
Its my call
With Arrogance they overhaul
The ignorance
Imagining they
Know the sequences at play
The beloved horseshoe crab
Sits imperfectly
On their slab
The living fossil
The godly one
Designed by our maker
And not for fun

The white coated masked up
Robotic types
All rubber gloves
And cotton wipes
Draw off blood
as vampires might
Experiments in the deep of night
Biometrics the new way
Recombitant our DNA
Petri dishes everywhere
LAL a pal inducing
Fear
Dont ever speak of witches
Here
Healing souls
For me its clear
Influenced by experimentation
And Each Bio medical
Consultation
Bacteria and toxins seem
At odds with horseshoe crabs
A stream
of victims
50000 may
Be abused each year
they say
Theres more to life
And death pray tell
When dealing with
Ideas drawn from Hell