Monday, October 22, 2012

25. Dementia of a Social Kind

It's called the long goodbye
When our memories fade to black
Before we die
A fearsome prospect to say the least
But when it comes to our common memory
Our history

Most prefer a mystery
We view dementia of a personal kind as terrifying
But dementia of a social kind

As hardly worth noticing
We chuckle at forgetful elders
Who repeat themselves 
But fail to see the joke
When history does the same
Over and over again
I guess the laugh's on us

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