A Team of Doctors Entered My House

A team of doctors entered my house
each one with a syringe on his rear
not one was wearing doctor’s coat
the language they talked were strange

When they began their work by force
I told them I was healthy and strong
the leader shut my mouth with cloth
telling me I was unforgivable vector

They went on with their medical work
I could not figure out activities around me
where they took me was without consent
But I was somewhere among strange eyes

What I saw as syringes were not syringes
for my flesh was stamped with bruises
my eyes were big ripe tropical tomatoes
unfriendly arms chewed me as ritual beef

These doctors with issues in their bottoms
enjoyed parting me in turns to dis-infect me
Whether I was vector carrying fatal diseases 
stars in  heavens that witnessed has answer
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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