Luckily my beloved suffered a little and escaped. <br />But I am still fighting. <br />I was surprised how this microscopic bacteria or invisible virus <br />Turns a giant a weakling? <br />Oh! My each and every rib aches <br />Shrinking lungs made a wheeze <br />It's really an elegy <br />Eyes dried and runny nose <br />I am a defeated boxer. <br />My beloved sits at my sick bed day and night <br />And she makes nourishing food to bring me back to the ring. <br />I said; 'Don't worry, I won't die soon as I have to get more marks to qualify.' <br />She cries and I wipe her tears. <br />My kind Boss sends a message. <br />'Hey! Johnny you have to take a rest at least three to four days <br />And don't expect the salary please, <br />If you come early then others would be affected.' <br />May God bless him and long live his Kingdom!<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-fighting-with-the-viral-flu/
