Forgetfulness Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

An illness identified,
Can not poetically be romanced away.
Or described for laughs.
To depict this disease as common.
Like someone with flaws and blemishes,
To have many become accustomed...
Not to notice until they eventually fade.

But an illness of the mind,
Denied to be an epidemic stays to inflict.
With a spreading to affect too many,
Unconscious of it.

And the ones carrying the virus,
Are the ones defending the ending...
Of their ability to recognize making sense.
To think the losing of it,
Has nothing to do with being poisoned.
But a forgetfulness,
Some are welcoming with relief.