Why I Walk

By: S. Davis

I walk because others cannot

To search for serenity in nature as my heart pumps agony

Please.

The faces, so many, forgotten over time

AIDS has not been defeated, don’t fall into the trap

A Mother so loving

Stern but nurturing

Gone at 37 years old

AIDS

A sister so fierce

Small but feisty, with the mouth of an adult

And the fight of a bull

Gone at nine…with her 10th birthday a month away

A mother unable to survive for her 3 children

Frightened by the thought

Unable to guide them

So she cries as AIDS feasts on her flesh

Family crumbles like an outdated empire

All ruins

However, tourists avoid this attraction

No admittance here

Nurses want to say “It’s going to be all right.”

Some did, but they knew the grim truth

The “cocktail” was a few years away

Years that shifted lives – and futures – permanently

Years the mother didn’t have

Years the sister didn’t know were on a silent countdown

Birthdays couldn’t have the same hysteria

Graduations a mere whisper

Celebrations muted

Silent

Dale, Anais Kai and Earl

A mother, sister and father lost

My mother, sister and father

This is why I walk

AIDS Walk NY 2013 takes place on Sunday, May 19; join the fundraising effort here.

Photo: aidswalk.net

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3 thoughts on “Why I Walk

  1. remyglamnation April 19, 2013 / 9:34 pm

    This is deep. Heartwrenching. Now I know WHY you walk every year. Also noticed you write about your mother and baby sis…but not your father.

    • sthewriter April 19, 2013 / 9:54 pm

      Purposely, Remy. My father doesn’t warrant any substantial mention.

      • remyglamnation April 20, 2013 / 12:10 am

        I figured as much. Thanks for sharing.

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