While most people count sheep, she’s counting T cells Because it doesn’t take morning to remind her she’s alive. Through the night silent battles play out inside her And though there is strength in numbers Her strength could part seas, She has strength the strong can hardly fathom
-helper -killer T cells.
Help her, kill her T cells.
As she sells her soul to get the pills she needs
to fulfill her needs that will ultimately
add to her needs
more pain, more pills, less t cells, more strength.
The pain does that for her.
Each sunrise is the starting line of a new race
that somedays feels to hard to face.
And when she sees the sunlight she hopes she’ll see the moonlight
because each moon is another milestone.
her body trying to create anti body
against reverse transcriptase, integrase, protease
and we are all anti AIDS,
but AIDS is part of her DNA
and we are not against her.
She’s always below 200 so she can only focus on 1.
It only took one to make her one of one point two million,
but there are more important battles to be won today,
and only enough strength to stay alive.
but it allows her merely to breath
and that is strength beyond reason.
Waking up each morning with minus 200 reasons to die
She still finds reason to be alive.
Strength filled with stories of life hard to image
Strength to brave days and move mountains
Strength to live today no matter the outcome.
-Meghan Camacho July 2, 2010
Dedicated to the strong men and women who are living with HIV/AIDS. They who raise awareness, advocate for prevention and protection. Knowledge is power. Get tested.
Submitted by: mscamacho.tumblr.com
Thank you for this Meghan!
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