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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