A man much adored by I, obscured by madness, left to die.
I care for him in his disappearance-vivid, charismatic, brilliant, delirious.
He who counted the planets, could name all the stars,
Now his stare’s distant like he’s gazing at Mars.
Oh, my dear Father,who Alzheimer’s took: You dirty thief! You evil crook!
Why did you steal my dear old dad? Leave me lonely-going mad!
I care so deeply, lost so much, do I now feel your demon touch?
Sometimes I sit alone to think, thoughts evaporate before I blink!
A family’s legacy of madness owned, no one here now, all alone.
Will I forget to wipe my chin? Neglect to wash the clothes I’m in?
Or, perchance, will someone see: find me in darkness, care for me.
Lead us through dementia’s night, help to cure this cruel blight!
Or are all our children due to bear their aging parents’ Alzheimer’s care?