Wardens of Shadows

Without a fever,

Without a flu,

Many are sickly,

Many are weak.

Many a fever,

Many a flu,

Many are sickly,

Beyond the norm!

Sometimes a fever,

Sometimes a flu,

Maybe attention,

Not medication.

They claim exhaustion,

And tag 'em lazy...

Whilst many need healing,

And, many need closure.

Without a fever,

Without a flu,

Many are dying,

Without a clue!