Beware of the vector
Do we ever ready to offer a warm blood meal! To her?
An ‘egocentric’ cold blooded ‘insect’
Activates with the soaring of ‘habitat’s - temperature’
Longs to suck and seeks human blood over and over
No gender selections for sucking - Beware! Of the vector
Gathering towards the scent; from human to human
Again flying and prying to and fro.
Do our bare body parts display to her cravings hence forth?
As a victim! To her; For suck enough blood to quench her thirsty
Beware! Of the vector
And the necessity for the maturity! Heregg
And prevailing of incurable deadly disease’s (Dengue) virus!
From human to human, only the link!
Furthermore benefits - To her only
As a common foe! Tries to shatter human life.
Beware! Of the vector.
Captive invites from ‘lush - vegetation’
To indulge with her mate
Behaving very strangely - with dawn; again dusk.
A conflict! Between ‘Aedes aegypti’ the mosquito and human.
Beware! Of the vector
Thus; do we let to make abundant, placid water layers?
To lay enough eggs of her
Thus prevention! is easy rather than cure
Beware! Of the vector. And does not let her to set off or scoot off.
- Merril Perera
Escape
“The only emperor is the emperor of Ice Cream”- Wallace Stevens
When he felt there was no escape,
From the flame of shame at being gulled,
When he saw he’d, unbeknownst to himself, taken a blind alley
And had walked too far to turn back,
He decided to call it all a day,
Once and for all and made his escape
From the torturing hands of memory…
The writing had since been on the wall,
The four fates too intertwined for just one to break loose,
Without breaking the rest.
From his bereavement, from the flame of shame,
From the unavenged rage,
From the unforgiving glare of the venomous world,
Under the crushing weight of unpaid debt,
They were dying slowly.
That’s all.
Ice-cream laced with poison,
only accelerated their departure..
Jayashantha Jayawardhana
My desires
I have a desire
To see the way the day dawns
With the ringing of the sun
And the chirping of the birds.
I have a desire
To sit silently and watch the way
Water flows down streams
Carrying flowers and leaves.
I have a desire
To playfully chase the rabbits and deer
Among shadows of trees
And to be chased by them.
I have a desire
To sit on a rock or a mound
When the sky is clear
And converse with the rainbow.
I have a desire
To sneak outdoors at night
And share my thoughts
With the moon and stars.
I have a great desire
To go back to my childhood
And live a life
Free of hypocrisy
- Kumari Weerasooriya