Good Morning Ebola Poem by Bernard Onoja

Cordiality maintained with caution
Receive the Ebola-hand-shake
Hand waved high up
The other placed over the nose, mouth full with bitter kola

Ah! ! ! ! Here it comes, turning people to enemies
Whose fault is it, the virus or the dead?
Scampering and deserting the first place where beans was first eaten
Unwilling to make close contact, memoirs of the end

The laboratory magician looks on with awe
Wondering what evil he has to investigate
Signature of a tiny monster
Imprints on anyone close and unprotected

Oh daddy, do you still love me?
Come to my aid
Unsure of how the messenger delivered the package
Gracious to infect out of abundant love

A whole village is abandoned
Where is the wonderful recipe?
Should an entire country be deserted?
Solution to a potential global hiccup

A butterfly does not fly except for nectar
From east/central to west Africa on the prowl
Calamity that will never be forgotten across the ocean
Adding pepper to injury

Be merciful Ebola
The cry of people with anguish
We will be Olilas for the trial drug
Hopeful that providence comes to our rescue