Caught up in an environment where the HIV pandemic had erupted spilling it’s viral claws into every unsuspecting Human I became a partner to those infected.
I realized it was not the disease that took lives so suddenly. It was the stigma that was attached to the disease. HIV did not choose to distance itself,from other fatal diseases but we in our prejudiced society placed a seal of shame to those it had captured.
I watched friends and colleagues die, too scared to test and finally too late.
These incidents burnt a passion of matyrdom to those that I felt needed help. I knew that love conquers all and I used it as a tool for those that were crying for help.
I exposed myself to pain watching my best friend dwindle because her timing was out and her immune system at the lowest count.
I created fictional stories around incidents I had seen. Although most of the stories are fictional and dramatized the loss of 4 friends are real.
From the community I served I cannot count,I close my eyes and seek the “GOD OF MIRACLES’’ to heal our earth and our people of this pandemic.
If no healing is found if He could he forge out love from the inner heavens and give every precious Human enough empathy and compassion to those who have been infected.