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It's too late

hello to anyone who is reading this, I am 13 years old, and no I don't have hiv, I simply was just intersted in this website. I would like you all to know that there is a book called "It Happened to Nancy". About a girl who was date raped and contracted aids. You can find out more about this book online and even buy it. I myself after reading many of these stories has learned to accept people with hiv, and not treat them different. Because I'm black and many people have said aids came from africa, and it really makes me mad when they say that, and I usually say something back mean about people with hiv. I consider myself stupid now for doing that. I have made a poem and I hope that you like them and please feel free to tell me how you feel in my email.


I had on new clothez,
New kickz on my feet.
I was there for class on time,
Went to the back and took my seat.
Yeah, I'm moving up,
I'm already grown.
Soon I'll be graduating,
And out on my own.
I talked to some of my friendz,
We were all having fun.
Said some thingz I shouldn't have said,
Did stuff I shouldn't have done.
I knew I was different.
I felt God touch my heart,
I knew I should set a standard,
But then I'd be set apart.
Yea i have a boyfriend
and i think i'm in love
he said he loved me to
or atleast i thought it was
yea my boyfriend is a little older
alot older in fact
i thought that he cared for me
and i thought he had my backone night he came over
and i was home alone
he started doing bad things
things that i knew were wrong
the next morning i felt bad
and i thought about the date
i knew that we didnt have casual sex
i knew that i was rapedonce my mother found out, i went to the doctor and got tested
i was scared and temptation was killing me
the the badnews came
the news that i had hiv now i s it here
awaiting on my fate
i know what i did was wrong
but now its to late

I'm standing in this room
And I can see the heavenly gate.
Oh no! I never prayed.
I thought I had time to get it straight.
An angel walked to me,
He had a book in his hand.
I knew it was the Book of Life,
When would this dream end?
I told him my name,
And he began to look.
Then he looked at me sadly and said,
Your name is not in this book.
Angel, this is a dream,
No, I can't be dead!
He closed the book and turned away,
He whispered - You cannot proceed ahead.
No...no this can't be real,
Angel, you can't turn me away.
Let me talk to God,
Maybe he'll let me stay.
He led me to the gate,
Jesus came to me.
He did not let me in but said,
Beloved what is your need?
Jesus, I cried, please,
Don't cast me away from you.
TearZ ran down his face as he said,
You knew what you needed to do.
Lord, please I'm young,
I never thought I would die.
I thought I'd have plenty of time,
Death caught me by surprise.
Lord, I went to church,
Please Jesus, I believe.
He said you would not accept me,
My love you would not receive.
Lord, there were too many hypocritez,
they weren't being true.
He took a step back and asked,
What doez that have to do with you?
Lord, my family claimed to be saved,
They weren't real. You know.
He said, I died for you,
Now I have to go.
I fell to my kneez crying to Him,
Lord, I planned to be real tomorrow.
I couldn't, make Him understand,
I had never-felt such sorrow.
Then it hit me hard, I said,
Lord, where will I go?
He looked into my eyez and said,
My child you already know.
Please Jesus, I begged,
The place is so hot.
it seemed to trouble and grieve him,
Lord, you're supposed to be love,
How can you send me to damnation?
He replied, With your mouth you said you loved me,
But each day you rejected my salvation.
With that in an instant,
Day turned into night.
I never knew such torture could be,
Now too late, I know the Bible is right.
If I can tell you anything,
Hell has no age.
It is a place of torture,
Separated from God and full of rage.


Sent via Email, September 6, 2004 from USA


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