Lament For A Mosquito

It's been a while since I wrote in meter. This is a dirge for the unwitting mosquito, who only wants to suck your blood.

I weep for thee, mosquito

Coarse thread hath Klothos spun thee!

From thy very first instance

All creatures hate and spurn thee.

 

Thou singest from a glad heart

And dance for joy; thy capers

Far from entertaining us

Make us roll newspapers.

 

Thou thrice-accursed mosquito!

Doomed to know but hate and spite!

Struck by a heartless slipper

In the flower of your life!

 

What wretched lives thou livest

From your birth, until you fall;

Born in a putrid cesspool

And impaled upon a wall!

 

No time for introspection!

Nor leave to catch your breath!

Every time you light to rest

Your enemies seek your death!

 

We cannot question Providence

Or ask Lachesis why she chose

That some be born as man-larvae

And others as mosquitoes…

Author's Note

You'd think that, with the recent popularity of the vampire, he would get some sympathy.

Reviews

[M.Babu]

this is awesome hehe!