Oh what shall I say about this fever of mine
in the morning it’s normal, in the evening 99
The body shudders and shivers and quivers
sweat pours out like a rushing gushing river,
the liver and spleen get painful and enlarged
with bitter quinine mixtures one is charged,
you may forget that the mosquito net will
block the tiny insect, day or night, it flies
from cool nooks, to suck human blood in pure
delight as it swings, sings and dances in to bite,
weak and restless drained of strength and ease
the body is pale, enlarged are the liver and spleen,
what gender mosquito may be the cause, culprit
is the female Anopheles, that brings this disease
even if tons and tons of DDT we spray, the insects
don’t die, they breed and grow and stay and stay,
we may say, strange is the law of nature creator, but
insects, birds, animals wild and tame, have rights-
there is a strong purpose of the tiny insect, in history though
It killed the cruel one, flying in his nose, biting the great Pharoah-
to live breathe eat kill or die, face all troubles and strife
they are inhabitants of planet Earth, and have a right to life.
© 2020, Anjum Wasim Dar
The BeZine 