Is it too much to ask?
Is it too much to ask? Just a thought I might share.
For a glimpse of compassion, to be seen here and there?
Those who have been there know full well the pain,
And we who are there, feel it time and again.
This disease knows no limits, gender, politics, or race.
It robs its victims of their memory and grace.
For the caregiver, it seems there is pain without end.
And often we wonder, where's our family and friends?
Whatever we were, should not matter I think.
When from life's sorrows we are all forced to drink.
We who have been there, should easily understand,
And reach out with kindness, and give them a hand.
May I not grow so bitter, that I might fail to see.
The pain that they feel, as it has happened to me.
It is not my purpose to take anyone to task.
Just a glimpse of compassion, is it too much to ask?
© 1999, Jerry Ham