Epidemic Fly Poem by djemoi talbi

Moving in between the places hard to catch and hard to identify
From a dead body to a little boy’s pie
Every thing is an airport; a soft girl’s cheek or a hard, muscled arm of a guy

Surviving all the environment whether a wet one or dry
Hiding in the purity of the water or under the beautiful wing of a butterfly
With the power of an army and the flexibility of a spy

Every one is afraid of this powerful destroyer or this epidemic fly
It’s an epidemic which spread with lots of victims that; no one can deny
With a bloody casualty, which no good intention could justify