I Am Fighting With The Viral Flu

Luckily my beloved suffered a little and escaped. But I am still fighting. I was surprised how this microscopic bacteria or invisible virus Turns a giant a weakling? Oh! My each and every rib aches Shrinking lungs made a wheeze It's really an elegy Eyes dried and runny nose I am a defeated boxer. My beloved sits at my sick bed day and night And she makes nourishing food to bring me back to the ring. I said; 'Don't worry, I won't die soon as I have to get more marks to qualify.' She cries and I wipe her tears. My kind Boss sends a message. 'Hey! Johnny you have to take a rest at least three to four days And don't expect the salary please, If you come early then others would be affected.' May God bless him and long live his Kingdom!