A poem on a perspective of a mosquito and how it plead mercy to humans.
A Mosquito's Plea
| I wonder why our presence has been despised. Perhaps the virus we carry caused our demise. I can no longer count the lives you've taken - Lives of my kin, and the life of a friend. A drop of your blood will suffice Yet it's an arduous struggle to earn the price. A drop a day to sustain 'till the seventh day Then I can blissfully pass away. Every time we flutter around your being Comes a swatter that you're furiously swinging. The fate of my brother, I can only cry He burst into that lampshade in the blink of my eye. The horror of what my sister underwent Captured and tortured, mutilated and bent. Legs plucked, wings detached, beheaded By your little kin before he goes to bed. Dear human, please heed my plea. A drop of your blood, our life is the fee. May you give it once, just for free Please grant it, I'm on my knee. |
Written for "April 8 Poem--Creature" 
in "Dew Drop Inn"
Prompt: Creature—write a poem in the voice of some living creature that is not human.
20 lines | 159 words | 833 characters
04/08/22 7:22pm EDT
in "Dew Drop Inn" Prompt: Creature—write a poem in the voice of some living creature that is not human.
20 lines | 159 words | 833 characters
04/08/22 7:22pm EDT
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