My glasses were foggy today

“Take them off,” they say 

I obliged, hoping to see 

I couldn’t, everything was blurry 

“Put them on,” they say 

Before they move off, I no better off, nay 

Seems no matter what I do, my vision is still foggy   

This poem is about: 
My family
My community


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