Alzheimer’s

It would be spectacular

If it’s one with heirlooms.

Transmitted in every embryo

Come out at white hairs !

Neither constant nor mobile,

Neither memories of smile

Nor stories of cries

Death as like birth;BLANK !

No helpless sorries for mistakes,

No worries of exploitation.

Only lucky one have this boon,

To die with anonymous brain !

If smiles can’t overcome cries ,

Better to forget both twice.

Atleast this strangeness can give ,

A new sort of unique death !