Alzheimer

The fragile span of Memory's bridge, Through Life's most unexpected phase, In a bitter spell of mental chill Soon disappears in swirls of haze, The crossing between now and then Being lost in Time's cerebral maze. There loom the hunting fields of years, No matter what the numbers be, Across which stalks in silence grave, Alzheimer, subtle, wild and free, Cold and totally unsparing -- A terrible blight on Memory! While subtly through Life's precious core, Extinguishing its dimmest light, It bores but deeper until soon, Evening shadows out of sight, Merge with all the horrors of The empty darkness of the night.