Aids The Virus! Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town)

Aids The Virus!



The strangest of them all, thought i was going to end,
in the sense that the yuppie land is very imaginary,
the diversion of an animal that never shall it be divest to hunger,
and a cyclone that lives the strong falling and the weak perished,
distinct that an unfriendly beast enjoys the pleasure,
Oh! the pleasure of challenging lives and shattering dreams,
like a cattle when it heat, the water boils but yet dangerous,
not even tears can stop the missions of this envy agent,
then it pause and mediate, that we fool ourselves and think its over,
then it is not obnoxious to any, but ofcause vicious to many,
wars kill, fights injure! but he destroys and demolishes,
to an extent that the world is not a safe cage to be locked in,
and when i observe with a hunch, i perish with just a punch,
It Is proud of itself, and it is out there to kill, Be sure not to invite it for dinner!

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Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

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South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town)
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