A blood sucker, painful
But had become a part of us
Sipping and suckking it at will
Intermittenly, at times at intervals
Attempts made eradicate
This blood sucking devil were all futile effort
Just as if it has to pay them
To keep sucking and reducing our blood
They take so much pleasure
And extreme delight in it.
Oh! What a poor boy
Once plumpy, robost and good looking
But now, the blood sucking devils
Had made him a grey hair
Walking with three legs even
When he's just at the prime of his youth
Tell me, shall we continue
Continue to look at this thorn
And allow it tear our flesh into shreds
No!!! Yet, fears, the unknown
Still grips my heart
Whenever i think of making an attempts
How, those who fought this course
Died, always come, tormenting me
Why! Good Lord, why?
Strengthen me, Oh! Good
To face this course like my ancestors
Empower me to fight it to the last
It has almost ruined our lives
And all we need is nothing
Nothing but to put all hand on deck
And put an end to the lives
Of these blood suckers.
Then, we shall all come,
Become normal, robost
Good looking, presentable
Fresh and young ones again.
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