Pathogens Poem by Haruna Garba

Pathogens

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Pathogens
Life denied the eyes
Mystery alone revealed to glasses
Diehard devils to the soul
I pity their hunts
Innocent harts as they are
You see the dense thinning out
I pity their harts
Innocuous hunts as they are
You see the sputum draining them
I pity their prey
Ingenuous quarries as they are
You see the discharge maiming them
I pity every prey and every hart
For flies to have air-symbol wings
It renders naught every wish to feel at ease

Pathogens
Saturday, October 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
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Haruna Garba

Haruna Garba

Dagauda, Bauchi State, Nigeria
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