Pius Didier

Freshman - 695 Points (20th march,1992 / Mwingi, Kenya)

I Am Ebola - Poem by Pius Didier

I am whom I am
My roots deep like a yam
Every new day in exuberance
Every moment is a good chance
Every old night is a terrific encounter
That entails of my conspicuous approach
The cheer and jeer of the dynasty
Afraid of my cannibalistic exorbitance
For I am the unmanly bitch
Shhhhh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Listen to that old chap

     'E'bla! You vile witch
      E'bla! You the most cursed
      E'bla! You lack consciousness
      E'bla! You've demented me
      E'bla! You threatening tragedy
      E'bla! Bring back my big ones
      E'blaaaa! Ooh! Its disgusting
      Return me my departed niece
I'm on my knees'

Ouch! Your yowl so touching
But you have turned me a melioration
Haven't I gained a negative connotation,
In the entire country
tomorrow will be a new day
An hour before midday
Immediately you illuminate the room
Remember to turn on the button
I'll be the breaking Ebola
Not the frustrating 'E'bla'
For I'm the biggest ailment
That cracks the bare land
And erodes the entire interest
I'll be back with a thud
To evade and terrorise the quarantine
For I am whom I am

Topic(s) of this poem: art

Comments about I Am Ebola by Pius Didier

  • Gold Star - 55,434 Points Roseann Shawiak (11/3/2014 12:32:00 AM)

    Wow! This poem is so eerie. Ebola is a deadly and scary disease to be sure. You have uniquely told it's story in this poem. It seems no matter what, it takes the lives of those it touches. Very striking depiction of this disease, it definitely has a negative connotation everywhere. Thank you for sharing this poem. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 26, 2014

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