Catarrh

My nose wet bleeds mucus
Lemon-coloured sweetness;
A toddler's snack in times of hunger.
Nature's ice-cream flows unhindered;
God, He sneezed into my nostrils
Men, they think I caught a cold.
Nature's ice-cream hated by all-
Combated, reviled,
Declared wanted
By WHO.
Scientists working tirelessly
Mixing forming witching
brewing solutions
to staunch "my cold"-

But never have they ever paused to ask,
"Wale enjoy do you your snack?"