Dengue Scares the Terrorists

When Dengue makes dents and stings with verve,
do the Talibans to fire have nerve?
The stinking garbage will grill the boys
and to flee from its grip, give no choice.
Polluted atmosphere
isn't strange in this sphere.
The wild outfits may make a raid
and carry home some virus beside.

poem by Rajendran Muthiah
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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