They built their place of hard-packed straw and thought it strong enough
to serve their purposes – they saw sufficient room for stuff
for sale, but didn’t see the flaw of flimsy hiding rough:
Infectious waves will wash their room away.

The sociologists found wood and spackled it with mud.
Assuming sticks cohering could withstand the viral flood,
they posted theories bad and good, ignoring leaks of blood:
They needed more than twigs, but didn’t pay.

A few good scientists took bricks and made a recipe
for mortar to connect and fix, with sure integrity,
the edifice that wisdom picks for health and sanity:
And finally, that earned the kids’ okay.