by ANNELINE
Published on: Apr 16, 2005
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Type: Poetry

The time has come for us to relocate
the Aids victim and allocate
a special place in our hearts for him to participate
and to be secluded from prejudice and blame
a chance to be free of being a shame

"Why do you accuse me
I'm not the virus, I am me
Why are you fighting me
I'm not the disease, can't you see
I am me, please recognize me"

The cry of the victim must not go unheard
take note that it must be heard
the plea of a broken heart
who is deserted and needs to be safeguarded

Allow him a last change
to be part of a family and exchange.

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