You want to experience the sorrows of dying
From a disease, that has no known cure.
Come and sit with me for a short spell,
I will acknowledge the agony I endure.

When first diagnosed with the disease,
I rested horizontal on the floor for a week.
I examined my life to see where I went wrong.
Often, the comfort of a spirit bottle I would seek.

The experts told me I would not suffer long.
The virus should progress to AIDS very quick.
To the calculated statistic I would then belong.
No one should have to live afraid of getting sick.

I contemplated suddenly violently taking my life.
What in the world had my sins let happen to me.
How could I tell my friends the death of my first wife,
Had left me with a diagnosis of being positive with HIV.

Oh, for the peace of death for weeks upon months I yearn.
I would receive glances from quickly disappearing friends.
Some family soon beckoned me never their home to return.
Loneliness soon became home from me; my social life ends.

Nevertheless, twenty long years and I look back.
By the grace of almighty God, yes, I am still alive.
Never took one prescription given by that quack.
Only by the precious blood of Jesus, did I survive.

Only by the precious blood of Jesus, did I survive Contributed by Nabahood23 on Saturday, 27th October 2007 @ 10:17:36 PM in AEST Topic: oops ( This is my incontrovertible personal testimony about my struggles with being HIV postive. If you still like me after you read this then thank you and I love you,too. If you do not then nice knowing you and I still love you too. I intend to get to heaven when I die, therefore, I do not have time to worry about what people think about me. I have a long life to try to enjoy and many things God has assigned to my hands to do.) You want to experience the sorrows of dying From a disease, that has no known cure. Come and sit with me for a short spell, I will acknowledge the agony I endure. When first diagnosed with the disease, I rested horizontal on the floor for a week. I examined my life to see where I went wrong. Often, the comfort of a spirit bottle I would seek. The experts told me I would not suffer long. The virus should progress to AIDS very quick. To the calculated statistic I would then belong. No one should have to live afraid of getting sick. I contemplated suddenly violently taking my life. What in the world had my sins let happen to me. How could I tell my friends the death of my first wife, Had left me with a diagnosis of being positive with HIV. Oh, for the peace of death for weeks upon months I yearn. I would receive glances from quickly disappearing friends. Some family soon beckoned me never their home to return. Loneliness soon became home from me; my social life ends. Nevertheless, twenty long years and I look back. By the grace of almighty God, yes, I am still alive. Never took one prescription given by that quack. Only by the precious blood of Jesus, did I survive. Copyright 2007 Pastor Reginald Levi Walker Copyright © Nabahood23 ... [ 2007-10-27 22:17:36] (Date/Time posted on site) Advertisments: Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem