IS THAT A LIFE A fat black woman, blinking eyes wedged me I was restless and spellbound. She asked me for cigars and papers I handed her then I raised a question? Why do you need cigars and papers early in morning? She whispered but smiling she's got HIV Aids How she was infected was my another question Some body broke into her house and raped her The transmission of Aids was her issue Shocked and desperate, I was feeling her words She had a pretty smile but tears hidden her face But She still walks like a millionaires in a pub Her gentle words and living enthusiasm touches my heart She's got few days and nights to live But she's yet happy and desperate to live further, Fights with disease and life everyday Then I ask myself a question" IS THAT A LIFE?" The poem above is written by Marshal67 and is true based on one of his life event. Drop your thoughts about this poem.