Merciless Mercenary by Goodwell Kaipa
Goodwell Kaipa is a 27-year-old who lives in Monkeybay, Malawi. He loves writing especially poetry to understand the world around him. During his free time, he likes visiting the local library in his area to read a book or two.
Author Foreword:
He wrote this poem to express his grief after losing a lot of close and loved ones to the AIDS epidemic.
It troubles me to see mounds
Now as dry as a granite stone
A reminder that you came not to play
But to deprive us of those we hold dear
Don't your fangs go blunt from your insatiable hunger?
You who wreaks havoc unspeakable
A merciless mercenary on crusade to annihilate
Leaving behind wailing orphans
Their parents prematurely nipped from the bud
Owing to your virulent nature
Campaigns against you crop up now and again
Yet your victims accumulate like speed bumps
Mounds in the ground
You a victorious warrior
You an epidemic that has spared no household