Blood of Lambs (AIDS)

Pandemic Pandemonium--
Where the blood was once
the emblem of cleansing
the royal fount of purity
for the remission of sins
bonding blood siblings
across generations and continents.
 
Pandemic Pandemonium--
Africa bleeds tainted blood
that murders first the men 
then it murders the women 
soon it murders the vegetation 
spreading famine on the land.
 
Pandemic Pandemonium--
Where blood once stood for bravery
now paled in the children’s eyes
who daily watch the funeral
march for mothers and fathers
who left them to face a life of
ambiguity with the aged soon departed.
 
Pandemic Pandemonium--
Evil spirits rife with hate
bloodless multinationals
find yet another way to
abuse the human capital
too weak to work—to fight,
not too weak to diiiiieeeee.
 
Pandemic Pandemonium--
As the blood returns to
replenish Mother Earth
recycling death in the
valley of mass open graves
where Africa’s finest sons
and daughters must greet
the ancestors without poise.
 
And so the dark moon weeps
rivers of blood on this dearth
this Auto Immune Demolisher.
 
Tell me—is this liberty?—is this justice?