Oh, mosquitoes,
children of lust,
you hover all over the world,
to suck blood for own cause
and multiply.
Helpless society
and frustrated victims
are your brooding ground.
You've outnumbered leeches and vampires
only through a strategy of invading indoors.
Politics, lust and revenge
let you sustain for generations.
18th March,2017
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