It’s a place drenched in death and hate,
For the inhabitants it seems much too late, 
none of them can control or understand their fate. 

Children stand with their hands out wide,
hoping to make contact with the other side,
and find the reason why their daddy died.

Nothing left to do but wait for the horrifying end,
too many people dead and too many to mend,
they can only pray for something to happen, a god send.

a old blind lady with skin black as coal stands, holding her
cross,
she cant stop weeping as its her whole family that’s her
loss,
she feels her grandsons grave hole as she pushs off the
decaying moss.

all the people covered in flies and insects, 
hoping drugs they have been given have right effects.
They all feel the demon they suffer invades, 
but no one can really cure Aids.