The Lie Of Leafy Lanes Poem by Joe Hughes

Here is where the Audis are,
The BMWs, the Mercs.
But here is where dementia is,
Among the finery it lurks!

Fine houses with long lawns,
With conservatories so fine
But hidden there amongst them
Is the ever wandering mind.

I've seen it locked in hovels,
In cash strapped houses ruled by stealth.
But there's something much more poignant
When you find it where there's wealth.

It is no great respecter
Of the rich, the poor, the lame.
It seems remarkably incongruous
Where once there was great fame.

Here is where the well to do
Show off their stacks of brass
But dementia doesn't give a damn
It has no time for class!