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I wonder if Lazarus
ever felt like this
having lived one too many lives
afraid to live, afraid to die.
AdvertisementSearching for that pot of gold
this medicated body growing old
Another friend diagnosed
with Kaposis Sarcoma
So many others pretending
AIDS is over
My truth is a reality
of a disease which tests humanity.
What kind of lessons
are to be learned?
God, I am trying
but I am so concerned.
Have we become so insensitive,
desensitized to illness, heartbreak and death?
I am unsure of my heart's wellness
Perhaps I should have already
taken my last breath.
And yet every day
I talk with someone new,
HIV infected, a disease
which makes us all so blue.
No, it's not over
there is no cure
So many lives in turmoil,
Is this too real?
As survivors,
we protect ourselves with denial
Overwhelmed with anger
I can feel my blood boil.
My heart wounded once again --
perhaps this is God's trial,
lessons taught us in the rain.
Maintaining my faith
I hunger for the truth
of life and all of its challenges,
a survivor of indifference,
My scarred soul grasping onto love
looking for a Rainbow
as I walk in the eye of this storm.
I am in a state of renewed health
living a life of the reborn
Unsure of where I am going,
Afraid of where I have been
hurting for a healing
will this confusion come to an end?
Have we become so insensitive --
desensitized to illness, heartbreak and death
Insecure with my heart's wellness
Perhaps I should have already
taken my last breath.
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