Would you want aids?
Would you want a black cloud hanging over your head?
Witha fear you may be dead in a month,
Or maybe you'll be given a couple of years.
Would you want help?
If you had the disease?
Would you think about next year,
If you could die in a week?
If your friend caught it cause everyone has it,
Would you stay by their side?
When they're worried and scared?
Would you move away from your home?
If carriers were tramping the street?
Hanging on corners
And walking their dogs.
They could be Grandads
Or babies in arms.
AIds doesn't care,
Doesn't think of the hurt,
As it spreads through the world.