The Living Death

I held her very closely in my arms,
She felt glad, for her someone cared,
It seemed she had never been loved before,
To let go of me, she was scared.

She looked so weak and afraid of life,
Though she's just a year old now,
Now even to see some childhood years,
Her fate might not allow.

They say that at this tender age,
She's infected by the AIDS virus,
We all fear of getting infected ourselves,
And so we don't let them near us.

But it's our duty to show them we care,
For them we should go that extra mile,
Cos we take for granted many years of our life,
But they'll be around just for a while.

Abhay Anil Bhalerao
(Member of Deep Griha's Exchange Team - CUBE)