I have known several people
who have overcome the pain, suffering and general indignity caused by cancer simply by dying.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 13 Dec 2012, 18:32, 4 replies)

Far too many people are living with AIDS nowadays.
I wake up cold, I who
Prospered through dreams of heat
Wake to their residue,
Sweat, and a clinging sheet.

My flesh was its own shield:
Where it was gashed, it healed.

I grew as I explored
The body I could trust
Even while I adored
The risk that made robust,

A world of wonders in
Each challenge to the skin.

I cannot but be sorry
The given shield was cracked,
My mind reduced to hurry,
My flesh reduced and wrecked.

I have to change the bed,
But catch myself instead

Stopped upright where I am
Hugging my body to me
As if to shield it from
The pains that will go through me,

As if hands were enough
To hold an avalanche off.
(Elephant Balderdash attempting to bottle the absurd, Thu 13 Dec 2012, 18:37, closed)