Humanism Versus Mosquitism

She flutters in bush in quest of juice
Her expressing, moving across irritate
Painful to bear, being vexed ears dare to tell 
To stop sound of wings; suck as much as you wish
Don't fly noisily, suck silently
She answered in mumbling voice,
“We are scion of cannibals
Killing was their cheerfulness
But red juice is our existence
We are more gentle and sober
Sound of our flying makes sweet to hear
They used to kill for sucking whole
We suck only a drop as stomach is small
Give ultimatum while we flutter
But you fool don’t take care
Share with us being unconscious
Absence of mind makes secure encephalitis
Although we are Mosquito but follow some motto
Whereas human being hangs up only photo
Humans kills humans, killing Humanism
But mosquito never kills Mosquitism.”