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Poetry by Kellie Campbell (con't)
HIV Positive
Because she risked a midnight indiscretion,
she could shake the cold hand of death.
As the airplane moved her towards Colorado,
her veins could contain a vicious, horrifying plague.
She could shake the cold hand of death,
with her body in torture and her mind frozen.
Her veins could contain a vicious, horrifying plague,
and ignorant people would point and stare.
With her body in torture and her mind frozen,
she could be stripped of precious dignity.
And ignorant people would point and stare,
while the government holds back funds for research.
She could be stripped of precious dignity,
make friends in treatment who would also die.
While the government holds back funds for research,
she must find options and hang onto threads.
Make friends in treatment who would also die,
because she risked a midnight indiscretion,
she must find options and hang onto threads,
as the airplane moved her towards Colorado.
Because she risked a midnight indiscretion,
she could shake the cold hand of death.
As the airplane moved her towards Colorado,
her veins could contain a vicious, horrifying plague.
She could shake the cold hand of death,
with her body in torture and her mind frozen.
Her veins could contain a vicious, horrifying plague,
and ignorant people would point and stare.
With her body in torture and her mind frozen,
she could be stripped of precious dignity.
And ignorant people would point and stare,
while the government holds back funds for research.
She could be stripped of precious dignity,
make friends in treatment who would also die.
While the government holds back funds for research,
she must find options and hang onto threads.
Make friends in treatment who would also die,
because she risked a midnight indiscretion,
she must find options and hang onto threads,
as the airplane moved her towards Colorado.