Lurking
Dementia genes may lurk inside
But since there is no cure,
I wonder what’s the benefit
Of finding out for sure.
Would knowing change the way you live
And spur some foreign travel?
Or would it plunge you to the depths
Where fear makes minds unravel?
Perhaps you’d contact long-lost friends
To help provide support;
Or take up brand-new hobbies
So that pesky plaque you’d thwart.
Quite possibly, you’d join a club
For Alzheimer potentials;
Or start a journal or a blog
Confirming your credentials.
If something’s hiding in my brain
Prepared to drag me low,
My overwhelming wish for now
Is I don’t want to know.
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