Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Sonnet- The H.I.V. Victim - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
'Tis sad to see the H.I.V. victim,
Bedridden lie, me1ting away like snow;
And all the while, he knows his life is grim;
As DEATH unfolds grimacingly, his FOE.
Tho’ seemed life rosy just some months ago;
One b1under made, threatens his 1ife somehow;
It looks as if he fe1l down from a bough,
A lethal fall that takes his life fast now.
He knows the blunder made was very grave;
No use, it is to fret and fume right now;
Had he, his common-sense used, God him gave,
Prematurely to Death, he need not bow.
Fie, DEATH, unkindly thou now grabs his neck,
When lies he, mental, physical, a wreck.
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