mosquitoes

Oh dear mosquito have you no sense?
why do you bite with so much intense?
learn to be at peace in a country like ours
where ahimsa is ghandhi and ghandi is ours.

My blood for you, too precious a meal,
to watch you feed on me with so much zeal,
i am not a useless lifeless peice of flesh,
you prick and hurt and i would blush

You hurt little children and feel too bold,
you show your skill on the weak and old
you ought to be ashamed and not proud,
you are a curse to the whole world

so blessed are the butterflies,
they inspre the big and the small,
poets and writers on their wings fly,
on their beauty and life all do envy.

so should you oh! dear mosquito
be loved and envied by all
self-realization may be your goal
re-incarnate to a better soul.




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