Care For Rubbish

Mosquito flies, 
A body realises it. 
When bites,

Mosquito cries,
When it flies over ear,
It hears clear.

Mosquito bites,
But why it cries,
Is it a sign of his victory?

That he realises a person,
I am so tiny,
But I can attack  you.

Or he sings a song,
A person can’t beat him,
It is always danger for him.

Where a person lift his dirt,
Mosquito appears straight away,
And spreads cholera.

Or he awares a person,
If you didn’t care for rubbish,
I can kill you, I have such poison.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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