We are the hands that rocked the cradle,
Administered to the needs of those affected.
Comforted the shocked and confused,
Nursed the sick and dying.
Women and AIDS go hand in hand.
We were infected by husbands and lovers,
By a half forgotten one night stand.
By a not forgotten rapist.
By people, who didn’t know they had it.
Our babies were born with AIDS.
Because we had a blood transfusion,
Or were registered hemophiliacs.
Because we were ignorant and careless,
Or junkies, desperate for a fix.
Women are 52 percent of those who survived
Remember those women who lost their lives
Celebrate those that survive.
The mothers. Sisters. Aunties. Friends,
Who now stand, hand in hand, with the men.