On Germs Poem by Deepta Protik Osman

Germs, we feel, it’s in dirty places
We’ll fight the germs to the end.
Death is not caused by germs,
Under God’s wish we have to die,
He’s the one Who give us death,
Nothing to do, we shall feel them all.
But long as we live
Stay ourselves clean,
With every medicines
We’ll stay ourselves clean,
To the end, the end, the terrible end,
Of our all live-long, shall stay ourselves clean.

Date of Writing: 30th October,2008, Thursday