BEDBUG OF FREEDOM

From my bed it moves

Gently sluggishly it go

Wandering entirely

Its red welts isn’t itching

Its gradual metamorphosis

Bites,  it sucks

There it goes

They hide during the daytime

Active at night

The bedbug infested in my body

Instead of blood

My sweat it sucks

As the rat-like bite I feel

With comforting breath

I feel no pain

The bedbug to my family

Bone marrow it drains

The bedbug to my fields

Laughing with cheering eyes
Am no longer free

The bedbug to my education isn’t growing fat

The bedbug to my security fatter it grow

It eats ethics, unity and peace

Blood is no longer sweet