Monday, August 6, 2012

Poem : System

Mosquito blows the whistle
System kills it with one stone
Calls media and shows to them
Starving mosquito’s blood claiming its own

Mosquito raises a gun
Malaria, Malaria shouts the System
On clean water sprinkles poison

Parts of its body start rebellion
System shows fear of infection
Cuts and incinerates one by one      
And immediately adds new ones

No bone marrow the System has
To survive it drinks the blood
That we willingly donate

For every disease System has a cure
Every new virus only reinforces
Its defense mechanism

System is invincible
System rules the world
It was born in the sharpest and dirtiest minds
Of the race which once ruled the world.

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