My friend called Aids

Written by: Mary Petersen

The why’s are gone  

I cried and catch a teardrop
I smile and touch my heart
I look and saw my soul
I leap and catch the future

I saw the pain and felt the hurt
I smell death and embrace God
My friend has passed  
And Aids stayed.

I saw it coming 
I felt the shaking
I acknowlege the monster
and except the pain.

NO, I’m on my way
I’ll be more cautious
 I’ll make the choice. 
I use A Condom