Sunday, April 23, 2017

PRISONER of DEMENTIA, a poem

The prisoner of dementia
listens to her meaningless rants
without end
endures  her rages
a helpless witness

The contract requires
for better or worse
so he is bound
by those sworn words
until the end

Occasionally she says
in a very sad lament
I don’t want to live
this way anymore
Neither do I


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