Like friends they divided the world...Sharing it...Lines across South America, Brazil to Portugal, Spain spreading their language and religion; replacing ancient societies. Dutch and British Spice companies sending ships across the globe. Changing, Exchanging countries, languages, slaves by drawing lines across the sands, seas and shattered societies and states.
A vicious Belgian king creating two races from one, a everlasting family feud fueled by discrimination and inequality. White landowners turning men into slaves. Shipping people across oceans to torment and servitude. Apartheid and indignity passed on from generation to generation, seeding hatred, rage and tears. The shots ring in the air now, years of unrest, the struggle for power fueled by treasure in the blood stained ground.
Anger is the worst sin and patience the greatest religion. Forgiveness and hope must rule the day and conquer over blood diamonds and iron fists. Fisherman have turned into pirates and farmers into rebels, only time will tell if the desert and seas will feed the starving. Rape spreads the plague of AIDS across the continent and through the world. Iron hearts are needed, iron hearts so that the place of the beginning of humanity will not be the start of the end of it.
|AIDS in Africa - Definition|
Sub-Saharan Africa is currently the area where AIDS is taking the largest toll. Some of these countries now have around 25% of the working adult population who are HIV-positive - in 1999 Botswana had an estimated 35.8% (source World Press Review (http://www.worldpress.org/map.htm)) but the latest United Nations estimates in early 2002 that Botswana had a 38.8% rate, Zimbabwe a 33.7% rate and Lesotho 31%. As of 2004 Swaziland has overtaken Botswana with a estimated 40% rate. Lesotho, at 29%, now has the third highest prevalence rate.
Without the kind of nutrition, health care and medicines, such as Anti-RetroVirals (ARV's) that are readily available in developed countries, large numbers of people in these countries will begin to develop full-blown AIDS. They will not only be unable to work, but will also require significant medical care. It is forecast that this will likely cause a collapse of economies and societies in the region, further increasing the suffering and hardship faced. In some heavily infected areas, the epidemic has left behind many orphans being cared for by elderly grandparents. UNAIDS, WHO and UNDP have already documented decreasing life expectancies and lowering of GNP in many Africa countries with prevalence rates of 10% or more.
Many governments in the region continued to deny that there was a problem for years, and are only now starting to work towards solutions. Lack of money is the core reason why most AIDS deaths occur in Third World countries. There is a need for large amounts of money in all of the areas of prevention of the disease: education, health-care, employment, and treatment.
Social movements in countries like South Africa, as well as international development agencies such as Oxfam, have insisted that developing countries should be permitted to manufacture cheap, generic copies of patented AIDS medicines, a move generally resisted by the pharmaceutical companies of developed countries.
Scientific studies have suggested that AIDS spread initially in West Africa, but it is possible that there were several separate "initial sources".
Hearts are worn in these dark ages
You're not alone in this story's pages
Night has fallen amongst the living and the dying
And I try to hold it in, yeah I try to hold it in
The world's on fire and
It's more than I can handle
I'll tap into the water
(I try to pull my ship)
I try to bring more
More than I can handle
(Bring it to the table)
Bring what I am able
I watch the heavens and I find a calling
Something I can do to change this moment
Stay close to me while the sky is falling
Don't wanna be left alone, don't wanna be alone
Hearts break, hearts mend
Love still hurts
Visions clash, planes crash
Still there's talk of
Saving souls, still the cold
Is closing in on us
We part the veil on our killer sun
Stray from the straight line on this short run
The more we take, the less we become
A fortune of one that means less for some