Germ

Published by

CA Subha Rajeev

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Ah! Little germ! What have you made of us?

A dread of mess; a bundle of frayed nerves

Thinking of our loved ones, we’re naught but goose bumps

Even as I watch your victims every nanosecond slump

What strange times we’ve today entered

For you’ve quickly got everything overpowered

Where are we headed, what’ll be our future?

And how much more are you going to devour?

Job, life, nix certain, we live in terror each day

Global economy you’ve crashed, with debts to repay

Consternation is you’re here to stay,

But I’m sure god’s made man to find out his way.