Ode To Defenceless Aids
I fear
to be myself
deeply involved
health they say
is wealth
nor if medication
wouldn't give
a lasting solution
rest my limbs
and nose
nor those that
I marked sighing
and fading
nor those now
I detected
in streams
makes me happy
or by mere
looking
why untold,...?
why dead and skeleton?
why defenceless head
and heart?
what are those sum of
pains?
who is who?
I fear
to exhaust mine
or keep lossing
I fear over spending
then and now.
Copyright © Bamanga Bashir | Year Posted 2021
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