Death Sentence

Rushed in unprepared.
Using protection…he didn’t dare.
Never bothered to check her status.
Since that night, she’s been on hiatus.
Phone calls go unanswered.
Ask her friends…they don’t know her whereabouts.

Feeling sick, he says ‘It’s nothing.’
Taking no advice…won’t go to the doctor.
In the bathroom, he feels the heat.
No appetite. Can’t even eat.
Looking in the mirror, his stature’s not right.
Now lives in obscurity, hides from the light.

Finally checks himself in.
Scared of what may be within.
Doctor walks in. He feels the tension.
Receives the diagnosis. It’s a death sentence.
He can’t think, like his mind is in prison…
Only his conscience asking, ‘To me, why didn’t you listen?’

Rushed in unprepared.
Using protection? He didn’t care!
Should’ve checked her status.
In the midst of his hormonal aggression,
Never bothered to reach in his wallet to grab protection.
Thought he would be a ‘man’ and ‘keep it real.’
Said that, everything, he wanted to feel.
Didn’t act with extreme caution.
He can’t move…heart is frozen.
Ignorance was the solitary reason
His reflection spoke volumes: DEATH SENTENCE.