Listlessly the time drags on….

What lies our country hides behind what we call rights!

This is a poem centred on HIV/AIDS eritten from the point of view of a person living with the virus. It expresses a feeling of hope, and celebrates life and happinness in the face of discrimination and despair. THE OXYGEN I NEED is selected from a work in progress, I HAVE FOUND THE CURE FOR HIV/AIDS, predominantly containing poems on HIV/AIDS.

Your presence is a scourge to us writers.

All of her feelings have gone.

Why is there not more discourse and outrage at the things done? Why are the vast majority silent?

Growing up in the times of the telephone and living through the times of a mobile.

Consider all the pangs to which our planet is subjected, such as the evidence of global warming, the carbon dioxide, spreading around in the atmosphere, the endless pollution that surrounds us, all of which may be summed up in one word – “ingratitude, on the part of humans.”