Saturday, November 24, 2007

AIDS

AIDS
the brazen body retaliates exploding
those in the bloodstream bloated
corpses driftin' past and killing their own,
infected they were too
late to heal the wounds
loudly squeal .puss.
gurgling sounds...ruckus...growing mounds releasing many more
theyll die amidst scores holes
bored into their bored heads, unread, rarely fed helmets
vain ten thousand maimed many more hundreds
they claimed the war finally over govrn'r
proclaimed
infection she passed three phases
the scout initially invades and replicates
fast, their numbers climb steep rooted
hill many fall to their deaths ranks recover
some their growth curtailed discovered, continues
to move ascent resume at slower pace
than before the dying assume their fall
some killed at enemy fire
and some cannibalised by their own
devastation system long down, not responding
and let your thoughts be delusional
keep faith in your congress, respect for their cause
theirs spends are hearty and good they are for sure
surely soon, theyll find a cure
pffft
would you bite the hand that feeds you goon?

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