The Tuberculosis bacteria now thin and desiccated
Peered frightfully at the octopi-an stings of Corona
Wept in joy and descended from the throne to greet
Corona
“You are the monarch of our kingdom, dear grandson,
We admit, you are the strongest infectious killer bug
among all of us,
We had tried our best to defeat them, those voracious
creatures,
But me, your sister Ebola, brothers MERS and SARS have
retreated in fear
Your ancestor Small pox, Chicken pox, Measles, Mumps,
Polio
Have been quashed by vaccination, needles and drops
You are our only hope to fight with men
And wipe them from this planet,
You have to carry our banner
And rule this dirty polluted Earth.”
A pro-biotic pathogen sneered
At the hapless debilitated bacteria and viruses,
And shouted out, “No, not all of us are vicious like you,
Trying to deform or derange the mankind, our kind host,
Look at me, how admired I am for fighting with your clan,
Remember, we are a superior race, we protect!”
Another microbe cheerfully patted his thighs and boasted,
“See I am highly prized and praised
For killing you and the cancerous cells in men
So I’m placed in the rich men’s shelves and fridges
To guard against those vicious fungi and algae
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