DEMENTIA
My mind and brain are a treasure chest,filled with priceless gems.
But somewhere I've mislaid the key.
Is this what God intends?
I've lost the best times I ever knew,
some sad, some filled with joy.
This obscene disease of blank old age
chose these memories to destroy.
I never know what day it is,
let alone the year!
And now my memory is wiped
of all that I hold dear.
I think I'm nearly at the end,
my daughter keeps me clean.
She shovels food into my mouth
it makes an awful scene.
Just let me die my Maker,
daughter, let me go.
Who would want to carry on
when neurons are so slow.........
Poetry by normalil
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Written on 2008-12-04 at 02:31
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