The Pain of a Pathogen
By Rashi Jain
I am very sad and lonely
I just want to be loved solely
Long time ago, I was a King’s disease
Now people scold me with various memes.
I am a cute little tuberculosis
My forefathers are airborne bacteria of notorious races
Neither I am deadly, nor am I wicked
Who says this, should be kicked.
I just want to be friend with you
Want to stroll everywhere within you
But I don’t like active people
Who eat healthy and do regular check-ups.
I live in your lungs latently
Without disturbing you, for, longly
I would like to stay with you forever
It can happen if you don’t bother fever, chills and terror.
Your body becomes consumed, fatigued and shattered
But surely this is not the result of my efforts.
The music of cough is my favourite
Please do not switch it off with antibiotic treatment.
You can contact me in malnourished state
I would be happy to help you with my infectious traits.
About poet
Rashi Jain is a Ph.D. student at All India Institute of Medical Sciences, New Delhi. She is currently working with Dr. Randeep Guleria, Director AIIMS. She is a science enthusiast. Clinical immunology is her major research interest. She is working on a lesser known disease sarcoidosis. She has passion for teaching. She is a voracious reader and recreational writer. Twitter