The Pest Of Selective Amnesia Poem by John Sensele

Selective amnesia, leave me alone
To remember my duty
Without a grudge loan
Which diminishes my humility.

Selective amnesia, you are a cancer
I can do without
Because in my life you offer no answer
When to me the poor for help shout.

Selective amnesia, you are the gangrene
That decomposes my determination
To offer assistance when I screen
The vulnerable for my assistance mission.

Selective amnesia, you are the thief
That robs my mind
Of the memory to provide relief
To the poor to whom I need to be kind.