MY Purified Box
Always looking out!!
Homebound due to illness
Living in my purified box
Longing to touch the air outside
holding my breath so I can breathe
praying the invisible warfare will stop killing me
needing the touch of the garden roses
knowing the threat that it poses
throwing caution in the wind
Years of running from unseen harm
to stubborn to just give in
my body has been internally beaten up
Should not that be a sin?
All the chemicals dispersed in mid air
natural killers too are everywhere
nowhere to run or even hide
they sneak in my door uninvited
Staying in my purified square
remembering a day of frolic
holding dirt in my hands
never taking it for granted
for yes I was born this way
living as I was dying
now only existing
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