In the club
it was flooded
with too many ladies
I felt in love
not knowing that
at any second
it could be my life
I scarifice
(HIV, AIDS)
for not taking
others advice
A lady came up
for a dance
I took her advance
for a chance
to do the do
for all I knew
she was clean
like a brand new
pair of shoes
until I went to her house
I was in doubt
for her to want
to spread her legs
for what I said
be careful for
what you ask for
I almost been had
until I look in
the medicine cabin
there it was
plain as day
I must say
a bottle of pills
I felt ill
for what I saw
too close for comfort
I was out the door
Laron your penning of your world as you see it is always provocative with an underlying wisdom of street smartness, , , , yes in this one describing that you can't always ascertain the package by the attractive wrapping.....
Like the flood of NOAH - AIDS. Back to holding hands, when it meant something.Sex was meant for marriage, until the bunny ears came out of the closet. SAD
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice commentary on the affliction confronting our capitol right now.