How I wish I could enter the mind of a mosquito, To know what it knows And see what it sees
How on Earth does it know That its buzzing in the ear of man Causes discomfort? How does it see even in the darkest of nights?
Its nature is nocturnal, I agree Is that why it has mastered every nook and cranny of my house? They always come in battalions; their Commander, Releasing them in batches, So, when the anti mosquito substances come Whether in liquid, solid or air They all don’t die at once.
Where on Earth did this creature get such wisdom!?
So little it is, yet causes so much pain with its ferocious bites; you know, If its bites were inconsequential like that of Paul’s experience at Melita, how sweet it would have been. But its infusion and theft causes swelling when itched And discomfort all round.
Oh! Thou female specie The worst of them all, Spreading her virus into man without care. How I hate her essence! Many have died; innocent children who couldn’t be shielded from your cruelty.
I understand you have to do this to survive And you have, As you are the most successful insect on Earth Man’s numerous attempts to bring you down has failed.
You wicked thing! You pride in our fall, Nonetheless, I believe that Africa will conquer you someday!
A poor countenance in a rich environment is what you have brought I have a lot to say; The arrival of the Moon is a signal to your terror, You unleash your sting on humanity
At night, we hear unrhythmical claps trying to end your game Many are unsuccessful Why were you created? I ask myself You have become so rude That you dare to spread your wings even at noon.
Oh ye Creator of insomnia Beside you Every other insect is intimidated When the mosquito meets with the cockroach, it asks What are your feats? The roach becomes numb It asks the fly How many deaths have you caused in the last decade? The fly flies away Even the almighty bee bows at its prowess.
Our environment doesn’t welcome the snow Our insane gutters encourage your living Our stagnant waters have crowned your reproduction Scientist have made a cure from your sting But it isn’t enough to save mankind From your little big cruelty.
Juliet! Your Romeo in disguise awaits. Rapunzel! Speedy horses at your tail’s hair. Cinderella! Answer to the call of your fragile shoe. Mistresses, respond to affection quickly! Your skins’ crack cannot be stopped. Mirror mirror, tells of their dimming eyes. Menopause’s arrival is near. Your dreadful womb is weak. Make amendments to your doting constitutions.
No time is what they say But they create time for pleasures. No time is what they say But sleep, food and work doesn’t elude them. We create time for what we love.
No time is what they say But they possess wristwatches and hang wall clocks. No time is what they say But they construct timetables in schools, And have a calendar for the year We create time for important things.
No time is what they say But success and failure is determined by it. No time is what they say But the rich and the poor understand its usefulness. We create time for wealth.
God, look at this ungrateful creature you called man. He complains of not having me While I rest in his bosom always. He doesn’t see my usefulness until when late. I have been shared equally to them But they throw me away ignorantly and give complains. Sheer wastefulness! I remain sheer and indispensable to mankind!