Alzheimer's Attack - Poem by Ima Ryma
Somehow, somewhere, sometime there will
For Alzheimer's be found a cure,
But not before so many ill
Have more suffering to endure,
As those who care can only watch
A quality of life erode
Into a senseless, mindless blotch
Just awaiting death be bestowed.
If history a teacher be,
We rally round going to war.
Alzheimer's is the enemy.
A cure is what we must fight for.
Yes, hope and history can rhyme.
But we must help. Now is the time.
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