Rx for Disaster

Picture a tiny kink in the old genetic spiral,
Or a microscopic speck that's bacterial or viral.
Now, suppose they say, to our dismay, that we've become immune
To drugs we once regarded as a miracle--a boon.
In the worst case scenario undoubtedly we'd soon
Find among us
One humongous
Fungus.

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