We had no name for you
You crawled into our neighborhood silently
My uncle being your sole target
Orchestrating his premature demise
Did he entrust you into the hands of his wife?
Cacophonic coughs you gave her
Coughs accompanied by yellow spew and sometimes menacing blood
Emaciation was another tool from your weaponry
Her protruding belly did not evoke mercy from you
Did you want to send her and the seed she was keeping to her husband?
Did you think we would be spooked?
Fear and worry indeed you instilled in our hearts
That quickly drove us to the hospital with her
Through her spew the doctor caught your agents
He called them mycobacterium tuberculosis
And he called you pulmonary tuberculosis
You have a special liking for lungs, but can affect any organ
Hidden or not, you are not invincible, he said
Where is your power?
Your feebleness was put on full display
By the armour of pills she was given
Our auntie befriended them for 6 months
Religiously, she took them everyday
You shrieked and left her
Are you really this helpless?
Your stinging powers, nonetheless, cannot be underrated
Nor your ability to circulate among people in close contact
With this in mind, our auntie’s newborn was given his own shield of pills
You were incapacitated against thrusting your arrows into him
Now you see we know all your ways
You are indeed tuberculosis
And we know you are not invincible
We will seek care early when we start manifesting your symptoms
We will ensure prompt initiation of effective treatment when you infect us
We will religiously adhere to the treatment for we know you thrive in inadequate treatment
We will put on masks when caring for those who succumb to you
We will lovingly isolate those exhibiting features of your spell
And surely, in time your existence will only be conspicuous by its absence