Fatigue

She wants to get up and go but her body says, ‘no!’
And she would surely show the world all she can do,
But her whole frame would sue her for misconduct;
And it’s the same game today as it was yesterday:
Her mind and heart start while her body lies down;
It’s crash and burn again without even taking a turn!
And she wracks her brain trying to learn, to discern
What is happening, but all she knows is . . . fatigue;
Like some dæmonic intrigue in league
With her physiology, fatigue takes her
And makes her lie down for the sake of needed rest –
Though she’s had plenty – so she curls up in her nest,
Her best efforts remain unblessed . . . only fatigue
Ah, only fatigue . . . fatigue