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Triumph or Loss! Humanity’s voyage to a New Dawn...

(A Poem about HIV/AIDS & how humanity has dealt with it since its mysterious onset-and the future too…)

 

 

 

The mystifying howl is still irksomely faint yet vividly heard,

Akin to orchestrated footsteps of the undetectable command

As the new twilight tries to light-down the “smoldering fire” beyond the horizon…

It’s just so violent and it has been destroying everyone

Generations “screaming too loud” and many fallen

It has been “too thunderous”-“too rowdy”: it has stolen

From humanity-the Joy to enlighten-a Truth to reign-

A divine right of our existence here-but this pain…

Through our deepest thoughts-and dreams gone

Because of the “Teardrops and caskets”-loosing our own

To this “brutal-fierce beast” who “eats” without remorse and direction-

Evading all “the hunter’s Traps” to pursue an exuberate mission….

 

Life gets risky sometimes!

Are we now left with “frozen wrists”?

Or do we continue laying “stronger bricks”?

To lay a universal foundation with hooks

That will keep us together like strong rocks-

Even though we’ve suffered from “shell-shocks”-

 

…Which has only answered mother-nature’s call to catch

Humanity twice as much-and wish thrice as such

For a better day-a bunch

Of signs to watch….

Even though the “streams of tears” continue to drive

Mortals to an “invisible-penitentiary” without Love;

Perhaps one day-The “Light” will save

Us out of this awkward predicament-similar to a bee-hive

 

Through all this “fire and smoke”-when everyday is a test-

We can only control our mental-states: settle down and just set it straight,

Else this classical tale of “Loss-Vs-Triumph” will be a total waste-

Though some souls have learnt to take a second to “pump the brakes and wait”;

Will it be too late when they wake up-to let their “dreams-of triumph”….escalate-

Amidst so many trials and failures-making it hard to tolerate

An “Enemy” who attacks without warning-to even hate

On the most innocent “creation of nature”-an infant!

Though everybody dies-The “Dream of Triumph” is still straight…

 

 

 

Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra

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