Your pain hides somewhere in my heart,
How can I pull you up,
when I'm falling down?
I'm poised to lose this fight,
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She does not have to suffer from stigma and discrimination,
She is just a child born with HIV;
A curse that will not respect her innocence or her purity.
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Tear after tear,
They cloud my vision as they struggle;
with great agility for recovery.
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I fear my greater joy may never be seen,
Though its reflections may glitter in my eyes.
The song that grace my spirit and arrays my poems may not be audible enough to be heard;
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Some speak;
Not that you may give them an ear,
But that you may give them a meaning,
And a direction into their dreams.
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You glitter like the sun,
You melt everything I believe in.
Look at me straight in my eyes,
With your eyes 'full of sky';
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I am the voice of an unborn child,
Who demand some changes before he comes to the world.
Though tiny,
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The chilly hand of duty startles me again,
As a transient wanderer, from settling you refrain.
This pain is not strange,
But my heart chills, I'm like a fridge.
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Alone in thought,
I hear the soft sounds on the roof,
My eyes dash to the window;
And witness the gentle rain kissing the grounds of the earth.
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Lets tango,
Like Rango and Amigo,
With more vigour and ego!
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