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Thought I would re-post this from a year ago so that some of our newer posters can ponder it as it relates to many illnesses:
If you fibro folk can bear another thought on today's society! Written after a comment from a friend - made me think how many folk out there are misunderstood. Called No Spots.
No spots, no scars, no walking frame
No cast, no splints or bandages
And so she is not entitled to consideration or a kindly word
A shirker, hypochondriac.
Fatigued she said
We all get tired
It’s more than that she cried
I’m numb, exhausted, foggy brained
Blind in one eye.
But still no visible reason for her laziness
Believing her to be
A benefit cheat as the papers say
For all of us to see.
She limps sometimes and then forgets
Or so it seems to them
They have no comprehension
One day fine another not to suit her they believe
If only they would take the time to see what is
And understand the nature of her ills
but quick to judge they are
Their accusations and their gossip
Eventually reach her ears
She can take no more and an
Overdose finds her on the floor.
Guilty neighbours rally round
If only we had known
We could have helped her cope they cried
And now, well what of now
community rallied round and we find
A caring happy neighbourhood where
Side by side man and woman stand
United to the cause
To treat as would be treated one and all.
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