Bp is up
Tb is breaking
Asthma closes up ?
Ebola is exterminating
HIV is viral
Cancer is cutting
Diabete is destroying
Corona is crushing
Malaria is messing.
People are crying
Hurting
Dying daily
Here and there.
May 06/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
My mom and dad met in the gut of an insect!
As a kid, I was packed in a sac not so perfect;
When I am mature,
I make myself sure
To infect a human when the insect does inject
Malaria a shadowless giant
masquerading himself
As a bird no an insect
He is a muchroom without wood
Milking and sucking breeze
Of human blood
Malaria massaging the body
And pores of the skin without licence
He is a mad man without trace
A route without path as people
Path through malaria to homes
Of no return under the foot of mother
earth without a murderer
Malaria a prey that rules over her
Predators
Malaria is an innocent master
A dog with no teeth that devour
Lions with metal teeth
Malaria
With it comes an unexplainable headache
Expectedly unexpected cold
And maximum loss of appetite
Malaria
The only harmer capable of nailing down even the strongest
In its presence,
Shivering even under the hottest weather becomes inevitable
Oh! Malaria!
The balance of the strong and weak
Whose war one cannot fight with weapons of mass destruction
But with adequate rest, capsules, tablets, and injections
Oh malaria!
Thank you for reminding us we need to rest against all odds
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Malaria
With it comes an unexplainable headache
Expectedly unexpected cold
And maximum loss of appetite
Malaria
The only harmer capable of nailing down even the strongest
In its presence,
Shivering even under the hottest weather becomes inevitable
Oh! Malaria!
The balance of the strong and weak
Whose war one cannot fight with weapons of mass destruction
But with adequate rest, capsules, tablets, and injections
Oh malaria!
Thank you for reminding us we need to rest against all odds
ABSOL - 07032277508
1.
Tired and desperate,
I walked out of the house
and out of poverty!
2.
The housefly perches
again on the cow dung
and back to our food!
3.
The sun sets by itself
Leaving nothing behind,
Not even a shadow.
4.
The sun rises this morning
Frowning at yesterday
and its sins.
5.
Birthdays,
Boys drink to stupor
Beautiful girls hide behind makeups.
6.
A green snake
Fork-tongued, licking from my tap
I, holding a bucket and a towel helplessly.
7.
The mosquito,
Pot-bellied from my blood,
Escapes through my clutched fingers!
Lisa my love, I can’t believe you’re dead
You only had a slight headache when you went to bed
Yet, when I see your lips oozing blood and twisted head
With bulging eyes and distorted face
I know you’re dead.
Were you too proud to let me know
You were not well, before you let life go?
You suffered horribly in silence
Too arrogant to ask for any assistance.
If only you had called me
I would have helped
Malaria pills are for the weak, you said
We are strong and healthy, and better bred
We’ll use our nets to keep them out
If they get in they’ll get a clout
And so it was, we had our fun
In Africa’s bright shining sun
At Mozambique and the Comores
We swam and snorkelled from their shores
But the nets were broken, and though some got in
We did care about the odd sting
You were healthy when we came back
You did not know malaria was slow to attack
It was slow, but it was sure
And when it came, you were at Death’s door
Life moves on, my dear, and I must leave.
Through its storms I’ll always grieve
For the most carefree girl, that I could know
That was killed in her prime by a tiny mosquito
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