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•I AM A MICROBE•
Those dusky waters are my home,
In which i am the king all alone.
I discover peace in eating those fishes,
With the help of my friendly leaches.
Those plastic bags are my residing area,
And we together aid those mosquitoes
who are the real source of malaria.
Still in the confusion,
why those freaky humans blame us,
When they are themselves responsible
for all those fungus.
They consider themselves intelligent,
So aren't they knowing that there's
one wrong move is making us earth's permanent.
Uff! Nevertheless, we ponder this is
for the sake of our well being,
But again i think that why those
meany humans would interfere with their breeding!
That's their line for worry,
Meanwhile let me eat my freshly prepared fish curry!-
About the doubts which he has with humans,
He still shines in the sky with no expectations,
He still shine for us, he still encourages us
how to shine even in the darkest days,
He himself have those big holes
And in human language
we call them as acne holes,
Then why only the moon is praised ?
Every human is beautiful,
Those acne holes don't
define our so called beauty,
And for this reason,
the moon knows how to bestow his duty.
See those humans not from outside,
But try to see their internal side.
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