One day death thought that

There was too much

Life had given me.

So much nectar had

You mixed in my life.

And so they started

The great churning.

They used you as a pivot

And churned.

Life-death-Death-life.

Finally the pivot broke.

Death has used  AIDS  successfully.

And now the bitterness,the agony,Is spreading.

I cannot find a God to drink the poison.