Saturday, August 24, 2024

In Burundi, where the mpox creeps,
My throat was so painful I couldn’t sleep,
From Congo's neighbor, it came to seep.

The virus spreading, the numbers leap,
A battle fought, a promise to keep,
In Burundi, where the mpox creeps.

No rest for the weary, no time to weep,
In the frontline, the watch we must keep,
From Congo's neighbor, it came to seep.

Rising cases in shadows deep,
A silent threat that silently weep,
In Burundi, where the mpox creeps.