MOLD Poem: Last and final answer

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Sometimes I lay

In bed all day

My muscles so weak

My thoughts

Run astray

All energy gone

I have none to spare

Afraid to get up

To the pain I'll bear

Afraid to stay

The future seems bleak

I tell myself

It will be different

Next week

Dare I hold a cup

To my lips with thirst

And take a pill

Is this my first?

The fog is so thick

I haven't a clue

Did you say my new slippers

Are Red or they're Blue?

A year ago or was it two

The person I was

Was so much like you

And remembering thoughts

Was so easy to do

The illness upon me

I did not invite

The Mold that was growing

Was not within sight

How could I have known

What could I have done

To prevent this from happening

To even just one

While the children are coughing

And can't seem to learn

The insurers get richer

ACOEM should burn!