Walking through time I encountered you,
Rushing through life our ways crossed,
There were hundreds of you,
Friends, Family, but mainly--just
people I've meet.
But one day someone dropped a bomb,
Something came to steal and destroy,
Something came to take you away,
Something came and invaded our world,
Something came and ripped you from me.
You're gone now,
Buried in the ground,
But you're not forgotten,
You are a "Thousand Points of Lights."
Dedication: To all who have died because of AIDS.
Written and Copyrighted by: d allen smith