One, two, three... 5,700,
And that's just one day!
My pet, my toys, my little experiments,
They drop like flies, one after another.
What strange creatures they are.
They know of me and yet still,
They commit that which spreads me.
They do nothing.
No I don't need it not me.
It can't, it won't, it couldn't happen.
Well guess what little, naive child I don't discriminate.
It matters not to me your age, race or creed.
They can't find me.
I am a master of disguise.
I am aids.
I am the bane of your existence,
The Grim Reaper of the modern world.
- Title: The Grim Reaper
- Artist: Scorn-san
- Description: Well in my school they have something known as World AIDS Day which is basically AIDS aware-ness. Tempo, the lit magazine, was holding a contest on writing poetry to be read aloud as a skit for this. Here's my entry. A personification of AIDS. I tried to make his creepy and devious but I'm not sure if it came across well.
- Date: 11/10/2008
- Tags: grim reaper aids