This is the disease of sweat and tears,
a road of pain it steers.
In and out like a roaring fire,
can you hear the church choir?
Lives hanging simply by a thread,
lying here, on a death bed.
You can feel yourself burn and ache,
No doctor will admit their mistake.
Loved ones are lost right and left,
Others left shaken by an untimely death.
Their hope was lost,
until a blessing came, frost.
Raging fevers went cool,
robbed the fire of its fuel.
Answer: An epic poem is a long, narrative poem that is usually about heroic deeds and events that are significant to the culture of the poet. Many ancient writers used epic poetry to tell tales of intense adventures and heroic feats.
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Explanation:
Scout has been alone and enjoys seeing people
