Aids Anonymous Individual Destroying Society
I was said to have mingled with the masses,
moving mysteriously through the multitudes unexpectedly,
familiarizing myself with countless souls, still they
don't know who I am.
Being destructive- that's me, ravaging- that's me,
causing havoc where ever I go is what I'm accused of,
still they don't know who I am.
I swept society away like a fierce wind devouring
everything in my path - women, men, children without
discrimination. I simply love how you point fingers
blaming each other, still you don't know who I am.
I've severely affected the growth of populations,
devastatingly infected people from every race,
creed, background on this planet, still they don't know
who I am.
Parties, experimental drugs & promiscuity are
a few of the things I indulge in, one night of careless
whispers & you won't forget me, still you don't know
who I am.
Lurking like a rapist in the dark of the night,
violating, attacking with unrelentless vigor, leaving
behind a path of fear & confusion, still you don't know
who I am.
And now without further adieu, coming to the stage -
I introduce. . . . . . Death is the final curtain call,
welcome to the playhouse of AIDS.
Copyright © Cathy Moore | Year Posted 2013
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