Blood oozing out from nose, mouth and ear <br />Fever gripping souls burning hearts with fear <br />Intestines constantly rejecting whatever substance consume <br />Militantly ejecting feces like brute fume <br />Suddenly, skin starts to rebel <br />With swollen bruises like spell <br />Eventually death takes it scene <br />Leaving panic minds amazed at it style of murdering victim <br />Everyone seems confuse <br />Its lashes lives like fulfilling reparative dues <br />Not a single understanding of it cure had surface <br />Hence every soul is advised not to even smell it face <br />Ebola it is called <br />It takes it stands very bald <br />Ransacking my beloved Sierra Leone like how slavery did <br />Guinea is where it first throw it bid <br />But my nation had suffer more <br />As if it had grieved it before <br />Ooo God are you angry with us <br />Please we don't want to have anymore death by this beasty virus <br />They tell me to wash my hands <br />Avoid bats, avoid crowdy bands <br />The tell me to space the dead <br />Report the sick with it trend <br />But beyond all this preventive skills <br />Are we still safe? perhaps its depends on what Allah wills<br /><br />kemurl fofanah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ebola-it-s-called/
