"AIDS"
By Gift Chalungumana
Aids, aids, I hate you, I hate you
You are rotten and you stink
I hate to see you stretching your long finger into innocent blood
Men and women murmur and watch you in terror
Children tremble at your sight
Babies scream
Oh! No! Who is safe with you, Aids?
No one, no one at all
Aids, aids, you have grown into a giant like a tower
You are taller than the highest
The whole world is watching you in terror
No one has an answer