Tuberculosis

Tuberculosis looks like little bugs running inside of you 

Blackness in your lungs like a room with no windows or light 

Tiered sick and short of breath 

Sad children looking miserable 

Groaning moaning coughing is what you hear during TB

Like someone sick and gasping for air 

Hacking up a coughing storm

A week cry for help 

Burgundy blobs are hacked out of you 

Mucus spreads TB in the crowded household

Starts forming in the next victim 

Boney fingers reach out towards us 

Feverish bodies quiver beside us 

Multiple graves are dug for the thin and frail TB victims