Day 955

If they would only
let the medicine in,
your child could get better.
She lies on her little mat,
barely moving, her body
conserving what energy
it has.  Mostly
she sleeps.  The medicine
she needs for what’s likely
pneumonia isn’t available.
Your friend the doctor
has said her body must learn
to fight the disease
itself.  Aren’t we
fighting everything
ourselves? you
ask him, your voice
weakened from worry
and sleeplessness.  Why
ask it too of a child of four?