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MOSQUITO

The bloodsuckers of the night Invaded my abode And with their unsterilized pipe Draw my blood Sucking the life Out of my viens Injecting death Into the stream And in my pain I fight back Taaah! A clap, a slap But it ends in my pain For the invaders escaped Making a mockery of my counter-attack In the dark Upon the couch When my head Her rest do seek Then came their scout And huuuummmm goes my drum This is worst than a bite For insomnia do invite Another alien to my home So with teary eyes And shivering bones With lost appetite And a sour taste in my mouth A body feeble and frail Went I to see a doctor In the heat of my body Hot like a dozen furnaces Went I to the clinic But my testimony was not enough To convince the doctor That the invaders have left a stranger In my blood stream A parasite feeding on my life So the lab man I must see For the foreigner must be identified Home I went and back I came To see the doctor But I have thought what to do To these foreigners Both the invaders and the aliens For my health and my rest Are worth more than gold And now sitting before the doctor Wandering what they must have found Hoping it’s not going to be grave “Malaria parasite” Malaria?! “Yes malaria” the invaders left it in your blood stream Home I went from the doctor Armed with arthemether,  lumefatrin and paracetamol To fight this war Raging in my world Still I wonder What do I do? To end it all Once and for all For the invaders Still hide within my walls In my wardrobe and in my clothes Under my bed and in the closet In water left uncovered And the dirty pool outside my home In the gutters and uncut lawn They seem to be everywhere The “wipers” could not kill them They seem to make them strong For everytime they bounced back More angry and fierce No! one more pain, one more bite And my senses returned I have heard of ITN Insecticide Treated Net Convinced I was of just one try At last I found my warrior To defeat these aliens and invaders of my world Oh! How I love this net…. Gleefully I crawl under the net To take my sweet beautiful rest And no more of these alien care And my war against mosquito won And malaria defeated from the source Prevention and better than cure.
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egba-ogaba-christian
46 / M / Nigeria
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Written by
egba-ogaba-christian
46 / M / Nigeria
Published
Jan 14, 2021
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#mosquito#bite#sucker#clinic#furnace
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