Smallpox Poem

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A scourge of old, a feared disease,
A deadly menace, that brought unease,
Smallpox, a pox upon humanity,
A historic plague, of great calamity.
Its rash and blisters, marked the skin,
Spreading fast, a vicious sin,
Causing fever, pain and despair,
A haunting specter, in the air.
With no cure, it took its toll,
Across the world, it took its role,
Infecting the young, the old, the weak,
A devastating outbreak, so bleak.
Communities ravaged, lives lost,
The suffering immense, the human cost,
Quarantine and isolation, a desperate plea,
To contain the spread, and set people free.
But hope emerged, in the form of science,
With Jenner's vaccine, a beacon of defiance,
A breakthrough that changed the tide,
In the battle against smallpox, worldwide.
Through vaccination, and tireless effort,
Smallpox was eradicated, a triumph assert,
A testament to human resilience and might,
A disease conquered, in a valiant fight.
Though history holds its scars and pain,
Smallpox remains a lesson, not in vain,
A reminder of the power of human will,
To overcome challenges, with knowledge and skill.
Today, smallpox is but a memory,
A chapter closed, in our medical story,
A testament to science's remarkable power,
To conquer diseases, in their darkest hour.