Grandad

A once powerfull man is falling to pieces
As he sits there in his own faeces
A mind once sharp with knowledge and wit
Can no longer tell him he's needing a shit

And as he sits there frail and weak
His life is looking grey and bleak
His eyes are dull where once they shone
He's a dribbling shell who's dignities gone

If he was in this state as a pet
By now you would of called the vet
And though you would be sad and weep
The humane way would be permanent sleep

From this illness there's no way to hide
It wrecks your brain and takes your pride
I'm sorry to swear but I have to be blunt
Alzheimer's you're a fucking cunt