Why do you sing and wing at me?
Why do you hiss and wish at me?
Why do you come out late in the evening?
Why do you make me sick in the morning?
As Your habitat has been cleared,
do you claim your rights in our properties?
As you are so tiny and not shiny,
What is the reason behind your destiny?
Aerosol and repellants,
fogging and spraying,
Where do you hide, my dear,
when you are invaded?
You are one of the members,
in our food chain,
Why do you hurt us more,
with spreading of Dengue?
No proper medicine for this disease,
people suffer with sweating and trembling,
Who has made you a weapon,
to teach the selfish human?
Excellent humorous poem. Even if we put up the board, 'Keep out. Private Property', they will intrude to deliver the 'Dengue Awards'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem here, what's Dengue fever by the way