Dengue Fever

This Saturday we are having a day
Of clearing the surroundings at the workplace.
To clear the front and backyards
To make the zone dengue-free.
Still dengue is everywhere you look,
On a sickly face in the hospital,
The obituary in the newspaper,
And even the dengue awareness posters
Glued on every corner in town.
In this twilight zone, you don’t choose to die
Death chooses you, that warm blooded bough
Where the mosquito deposits some saliva,
Drool of the salivary glands,
Trickled out as death spit