Brother Africa

Aids rages out of control savaging the continent of Africa


He lies near to death
Dying in the dust
Broken and forgot.

Now his children
Once mighty tribes
Fall before the setting sun.

His women - young and old
Dead and dying
Host the killer AIDS.

He calls for help
To rich brothers in the West
But his cries fall upon stone-deaf ears.

For they can find no profit
In supplying HIV drugs
To those who cannot pay.

by Colin Ian Jeffery

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