I have just come to say hello to mosquitoes,
Travelling there was full of good bye and welcome,
It's risky business soaking blood from others.
My mum brought me food with tray,
When flatly I layed.
The journey was of solo risky to the wind.
It's not risky business
being the blind black barrel
of pistol or proboscis,
but it is damn risky business
being
the pointer or the pointed at.
Their vibrations are melodious and their warnings are clear enough to fool a fool.
I found myself dancing to their tunes and rhythms,
I was lost and never notice when I fell into their arms.
It's a painful business to be soaked by stranger uninvited,
Seeping through your moisture flood.
I regret traveling alone,
To the land where I'm left alone,
To be soaked by this bloody parasite.
©Olagunju Yemi Josh Antiviruzxs
Dated: September 3 2017
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