searching

as the Infection never ceases to spread

neither shall the doctor of Death quit his Search

for a Cure or a Fix or an Eradication of all that keep it bred

it is all for the good of Life

if they live they can spread and they can die

it is not an obsession it is a Cure it is a help for the Bugs

without Him . who would even try

The honey fungus has such a nice name,

sweet like Honey but Sickly to the trees it infects

they All die

But it wants to Live, how else can it Get what it needs for existence

this Infection is not like a parasite to a tree

it is a parasite to the earth and to the life around it

without the Russula . who would save the poor bugs

from the fate that beheld them

No

there are No lives to save or to Fix

they are all gone and all dead

but the Search for a Cure cannot be stopped

because without him,

None could Live

it is not an Obsession it is a Fix that all the souls would beg for

the souls trapped behind Orange

an Infection

and obsession for a Fix

a Cure

an insatiable need to fix what CanNot be changed

what has existed for centuries

what one Bug what the doctor who now is one of Death cannot change

an Insatiable Search for Knowledge

for a fix not One unalive soul had asked

for insatiability blocks out Life

for the Search only hurts worse than the Infection ever had