Dementia

I went to see my father this afternoon
On a ward full of other men and women who knew not where they were

He recognised me
Positive step one
Smiled and asked how I was

How was the police force?
Things began unravelling
The conspiracy there on the ward, the tribunal he had attended, been arrested
Here, this is my daughter, she is a doctor and a police woman
I am due to retire soon
Shall we say prayers?

The sign of the cross
An our father, hail mary, glory be
Then bye bye

Another afternoon of crazy talk
And leaving with heart broken
Walking away from the man who was
My father