An Uninvited Guest
I wished I had stayed there, yet here I am Waiting for someone before I die soon And here a comes a soul who I hope will save my life Yes, he does and takes me in both his hands Make no mistake this time, I remind myself, I clutched his hands tightly as I enter I slide through an opening, finding my way in Too bad he does not know who I am The breathing lungs and it’s shiny receptors look attractive, The beating heart and it’s cadent cells too seem to invite me So are the idle intestines and it’s twisting tubes at a distant Clueless where to go, we march all over My tribe starts multiplying even before he kn ows Yet he realises at last and begins panicking Off he sends his courageous cytokines, who come to be my comrades If only he washed his hands before taking me in.