I told brother Miller,
That AIDS is a killer.
I am so sure
That AIDS have no cure.
It is not an itch,
Even for the rich
So they cannot switch.

A touch or cough
You're free of course
With no remorse.
AIDS pass on by blood transfusion
That only makes a big confusion.

A moment of fun
Under the sun;
A lifetime of pain,
With no gain.
Say no to sex
And you won't get vex!

By: Kersha London-Adams