I am the thought
You thought of
When there was nothing To think.
Not because I was insignificant.
It is what matters the most,
That a coward like you is afraid of.
I was a part of you.
And you preferred others over yourself.
So you let me wither away.
Remove the appendix
Its useless, you’d thought.
This appendix, however, was the only immunity you had.
The Plague got you
in the end.
And I am glad.