It roams all over the earth,
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Across the seas by free winds
And down the path of no dearth--
Epochal in each epoch, contingous:
Of the seven, the most dangerous.
Consumed in consumation, poor,
It plagues, yet we hold on;
And leave the lock off the door.
Biological it has to be:
How else could it root so deeply?
Though the beast has a home,
It spreads throughout the globe,
Averse to no lands, idea or tome;
Sometimes only catching a few:
An invisible warrior fights anew--
He alone will not win,
Without unanimous assistance:
For the beast counters man within.
Scales wrought of indulgance,
Fire-breathes the paper penance.