STRANGE GROWTH

There's something strange about the growth, It's not like anything we've seen before. It's like it's alive, but not quite right, And we don't know what it is or what it wants. It's getting bigger every day, Spreading its tendrils out in all directions. It's choking off the life around it, Slowly strangling everything in its path. We don't know how to stop it, Or what will happen if we don't. It's growing faster and stronger, And we're running out of time.