Typhoid/ Malaria/ Fever Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Typhoid

When it was a nightmare,
Patients had a tougher time
To cope up with
When times were hard,
Medicines were not available,
Even good diets too were not.


Malaria

When it used to come
With a cold and shiver
At the fixed time,
Rural people used to explain it otherwise
As for the ghost haunting.


Fever

When laid down with fever,
We used to be bed-ridden
For days and days
As it used to take time
In getting well.

Medicines were not available
In a plenty
Just after fasting,
Lying on bed
We used to recover.