বৃহস্পতিবার, ২৪ নভেম্বর, ২০১১

Generation of disease


Generation of disease (Part-I)

Diseases are like dis-ease-
Make everyone unease-
All on a sudden, then,
Some people are fleeing
Fleeing from deaths-
As people are dying-
No time to talk, but flying-
No one knows why
Heart attack or stroke-
Popularly called it a price
Is being paid for sins and vice
The causes were unseen
Not recognized
Now we got it, see it –
Diabetic.

Gnawing with pain,
Fever, time after time-
Taking painkiller-
Sometimes feeling fine-
Others not in a mood or shine.
Again sometimes after,
Falling sick, lack luster-
And after a while dying-
Just walking as jack and Mick.
Doctors say it is for cancer-
For which medicines have less or
No answer.



Since the childhood –
Villages after villages-
Seen that vacated,
Hundreds and thousands died of diseases-
Once malarial fever spread like epidemic-
All left -
All vacant.
Those who left behind are
Old and handicaps-
Fear of death and demise-
Bring about havoc and catastrophic
Impact on generations.

Generation of disease (Part-II)

Then comes the Tuberculosis;
People shorten its name –TB,
UN took steps to eradicate-long time ago,
Once it was vanished too, again we see got it
Though the number is a few.
With TB-
Man used to say you’d be back
Never be, never be.
All time coughing, and
Coughing like hell,
Difficult to breathe,
Difficult to sleep,
Be in hell with peers peep!
When it comes-
Again villages gone empty.
Some survive, some leave country.

After a respite-
All careful steps are taken to be healthy and safe-
Inspite of-
Outbreak of pox.
It’s a full of pimples and pains-
All around the body-
Even beneath the under pants.
Sleep not-
Meet not-
Eat not-
Wait and pray,
As nothing to do,
Nowhere to go,
No other way.
Lucky that get body back-
With scars on your body and faces,
Up to head.
Many years it was stopped happening –
Now it seems coming again-
Bring with it fear again.

Then came the Typhoid-
Brother, sisters,
Fathers and mothers-
All going-
No mercy-
All in misery.
People falling.
Believers of traditional panacea, or,
Religious gurus,
Some took alternative medicines,
Some say all - worthless, all for sins.


Generation of disease (Part-III)

Villages began to be empty-
Vacating like a barren land
For fear and for future-
All looking wide open sky-
Fields of destruction
Miles after miles
Acres after acres
Harvests and paddy and wheat
Leaving unattended.
Time to seed
Left unseeded and bulls are standing still
Unploughed.
Thinking it’s over-
It has just began- a plague-
People have been affected by
Contaminated water-
Cholera they say-
Life will be finished
Surviving no way!
Kith and kin are died in front of the eyes-
Yesterday walking
Today leaving.
Died after being feeble and declining-
Unbelievable,
No medicine working
Village after village screaming,
Running in a hurry away.

Cancer is understood-
But what is going on
Strange- it says ‘aids’.
That bizarre disease-
No one heard of before-
Scientists and researchers
Trying to conquering-
Day and night spending.
Some panacea claimed to be found
Some yet uncounted
Nothing are free you had to count the dollar or pound.
Yet, many generations have gone-
Generations of diseases running on and on.

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