HIV and AIDS
It can be given to you It can be passed on There’s no way to avoid it As long as you move along
Guide that inspired poem:
10101: my home. A place of beauty, nature, tranquility, serene. And yet here we are. Victims. Homelessness, poverty, pride, HIV AIDS.
Dear father dear brother there's somthing wrong It's not fair I need care I'm just not strong Dear father dear brother I don't have long
We all want to be happy. Fall in love, get married. We all want that fairy tale ending. We fail to see the evil in the poeple we say we love. Because we don't know what love is. Or the damage it does.
His kissesDragged her through the night..And she knewThat the time was right..But patienceIt was her virtue..