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Haba! Aids – Iii
Controversies rage on Controversies of the non-controversial Amongst toad-eyed rumours – But to UN We call with pleading faces Like some worshippers Praying unto sleeping gods Yes, we plead with WHO Besides Africa’s new white houses White-washed upon her black soil That once hosted a proud history Of sturdy sons With the wrester’s strength Among their robust women To whose backs were strapped Children born for the whole clan – Where is the radiance Of the kings & queens? Of the pages & praise-singers? Of guilds of men in gold & silver & bronze? We call unto UN Behind these Third Globe Washington BC huts Behind these half-baked physician’s stores Where health is titrated out of men By some hungry medicine men Wrongly portfolioed in our healthlines – We call unto WHO To save the clan from their rumours Preserved from wrong diagnoses O, send us the true physician Of corn & beef To cure those kwashiorkored bodies Bitten by the serpent of hunger Diagnosed by the rumour mongers Who call it AIDS! Ha-ha-ha! AIDS?
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