So, it's come to this?

[underdogx]

The prophets say a cure will come
with artificial annunciation;
a multitude of microinjection,
heralded by micropipets,
harkened by no one.

The microscope sits, pious
humbly folded and bent in prayer,
mindful of small things.
Mindful another life given
for the suffering of man.

Another virgin birth:
eleven littermates
and eighteen days till weaning.
The meek inherit breath
and save their strength -
it's all they have, bequeathed.