Fallen Comrade

He passed away last night, succumbing to the ravages of AIDS and its cohort of opportunistic infections. He fought long and hard and we fought beside him all the way. I feel sad. A very young life prematurely cut short. The healings that could have come from his hands have been denied.

Still, in a way, I am glad that his battle is over. Ironically, he is now free from the suffering wrought through his diseased body. Set free by death. That's ironic.