Oh, please let me say! <br />Yes just say, I have HIV! <br />And listen! If I may? <br />Does it mean I cannot be? <br /> <br />Will the holy play GOD? <br />Deny me the right to breathe. <br />Bay for a sick man’s blood, <br />Roil in rage, anger, seethe. <br /> <br />Are you the truth alone? <br />I the epitome of amorality? <br />Who will cast the first stone? <br />Refuse to see sanity? <br /> <br />Village barber’s spiked nick, <br />often blooms our weekly beard. <br />Twists life to a punishing crick, <br />frozen senses lost, gone, sheared. <br /> <br />Cruel doctor’s scalpel knife, <br />in muddy pond’s water boiled. <br />Ah! our children and my wife, <br />Alas, they too now, for ever soiled.<br /><br />saadat tahir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-have-hiv/
