Born Into Hiv - Poem by Danielle Deery
She met him on route from the pipes
He met her whilst riding his bike.
He smiled and showed her his balancing act.
She was amazed, that was a fact.
He married her, everything was right
He just didn’t tell about the disease she would fight.
What she would bear whilst he had gone.
Would just keep going, on and on.
It all starts the moment you know,
What the tests will confirm, her body did show.
The compulsory journey she makes every day
Could soon become hell, what will they say?
From him it came, in her it is,
Couldn’t he have just kept it as his?
Before their very first breath
A child delivered to death,
The moment it cries,
It’s been sentenced to die.
From lover, to lover
From one, to another
From pair, to pair
From heir to heir
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