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The Fight to See


The Fight to See

 

Is that the letter E?

I could no longer tell,

An eye disease that thinned out my cornea, it seemed like a spell,

But I adjusted and continued to grow,

Seeing the eye doctor more than once a year,

Hard contact lenses that became painful to wear,

I adjusted, and continued to grow,

Then my cornea tore,

The life that I knew became a blur,

We take for granted the ability to see,

The child I was no longer beamed,

But I adjusted and continued to grow,

I received a cornea transplant,

My vision restored and I could see,

I understood how lucky I became to be,

So, I continued to grow,

Another surgery, two years later,

No money to pay for the surgery,

I only worked as a Albertson’s Baker,

What do you do?

Miss work and lose money that month,

Pay for a surgery you need but can’t afford,

Maintain your eligibility as a fulltime student,

And you adjust and continue to grow.

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