What Else Shall We Do? Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

If you are a black and live in USA,
You have twenty six percent more chances,
To have that bug, when you hug and
Share the fluid with three different women,
While the white from Europe have the omen,
After seventh encounter with promiscuous action,
As their CD4 had been battered and mutated during plague episode,
No one is spared, everyone is under attack,
MSM the most and not saintly virtuous are the least,
The symptoms are many during the first fourteen days,
When the immune system sign the pact with HI virus,
Two aspects, people with HIV can look forward,
Starting of antiretroviral therapy to reduce the viral load,
When these medicines are taken, HIV can’t multiply,
As the HIV can’t replicate, the viral load is less,
When the number of HIV is lower,
CD4 numbers would be above four hundred,
To take care of the immune system,
To protect people from common ailments,
Black leaders, particularly the colored President,
Should take all efforts to educate and instill,
The good habits among black and white children,
As the number of cases between 13 to 24 years, on,
The upward trend in the past few years,
Teach them to protect themselves from the evil,
While, we, Indians pray to our Gods,
To protect our youngsters from the devil,
Our youngsters on the streets, who have no food,
Our Men on the roads, traveling in the trucks,
Our women in dark alleys, where they do their business,
Our women in the kitchen, who have no idea of their husbands,
Our government too generous to let the virus to spread,
As AZT, ARV, oral NVP and IV AZT are just the alphabets,
not affordable medicines.
What else shall we do?
What else shall we do?