AIDS: The Fatal Killer
His
body reduced to a half,
Weighs
but a dismal mass.
His
sunken eyes filled with sorrow,
Narrates
the untold misery endured.
His
face downcast and grated with lines,
Shows
the humiliation and insult borne.
His
faltering limbs and shaky hands,
Reveal
the adversity he is troubled with.
His
sad speech and doleful expression
Recites
the story of his solitude.
His
secluded room in its empty state,
Renders
our heart with an arid gloom.
The
dreary vacuum and the pain borne
Makes
us think all the more…
Why
this apathy for an AIDS victim?
Why
do we let them relent alone;
When
you and I can make a difference.
All
he needs is a little more care,
And
with it we can bring a smile to his face.
~S.R.VIDHYA~
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