Hostages of oblivion

Accomplices of memories,
that were erased from our history …
Kidnapped from the front row.

Minions of absurd allusions,
suppressed from our crazy wheel.
Prisoners of carelessness.

Flunkies of a beautiful illusion,
every day farther from the victory.
Captured by the delirium.

And in the end, we are just
hostages of the damn oblivion.

* Dedicated to all those suffering from Alzheimer’s disease – sickness, families and caregivers- *