Injection
You may believe or not
Am really afraid of syringe shot
It does make me sweat a lot
When doctor fixes my slot
Fear swallows my guts
As the door shuts
Ouch, the needle on my skin juts
Then to divert pain I eat magic nuts
Nightmares reveal my plight
So, closing my eyes tight
My brain attempts to fight
And fastens the viruses with a bight
Next morning when I rise
With the swollen eyes
My heart deeply cries
Sighting at an injection that lies
Beside the bed
Again and again and again!!
Copyright © V. Deepa | Year Posted 2023
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