What Is Love
It is quiet and dark,with no one around,
Just a little girl,who was almost dying.
My heart felt so heavy with grief
when she looked at me
with those sad blue eyes.
The thought of dying
perhaps frightened her
as much as watching her die
filled my stomach with pain,
a pain I wish I could vomit.
Sitting down,dull to my self,
silently cursing under my breath,
Since everything puts on a semblance
Of sorrow.
The bitter fragrance of death filled the air.
From a distance,I could see it coming,
Putting on a wicked grin,
Anxious to taste her life,
and take it all away.
If only I could switch places with her,
but it seemed only interested in her.
To think that death rejected me,
i truly might be as worthless as hell.
Looking at her,I felt dejected.
So sad eyed and soft and grey
With her whole life ahead of her,
Was death so heartless,I thought to my self.
If only I could be more belligerent.
That way I could at least draw his attention.
The wind whispered something to her
And like a zombie she walked aimlessly
Towards the cold hands of death.
Embracing him so tenderly with no fear
Could she be insane!?
On the verge of death....true!
But possibly insane!
Like a spark in the dark,
It finally came clearer to me.
Her life was nothing short of a tragedy.
So painful it was pitiful.
Infected with a virus she knew nothing
About.from parents she never saw.
Being cheated by nature and denied
The sweet comforts of a family,
Its safe to say she died of loneliness.
Death offered what no one ever did
An embrace, though a very cold one
But being showered a bit of love,
Was all she needed in her life.
Those blue eyes,so sad and grey
Her life ended the day she was born,
For her father was a victim of HIV
Passing it on to his innocent little girl.
As I watched her go with death
Out of plain sight,
I thought to my self what is LOVE?.
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