Memory Mars

Forgetfulness is in the air;
of senior moments please beware!
They float around just like a cloud
to bring on misery;
they like to fill your brain with fog,
and mar your memory.

Perhaps they come from distant space;
sometimes you see them as blank face.
They seem to be invisible,
without a shape or form;
and more and more they have their way,
it seems to be the norm.

I’d like to know where the Memory Mars abide;
how they attack and how they get inside.
Do they wait outside until our sleep is near?
Then sneak like a thief and enter through the ear!

I hear at CERN* they ran a test;
Hadron Collider is the best.
It’s here that physics stops to be
the all that it can be;
they probe the atom and its parts
with perspicacity.

They put some memory inside;
the goal was make it all collide.
But when they put it in the tube
and fired it around,
the little Mars of Memory,
were nowhere to be found.

I’d like to know where the Memory Mars come from;
they wipe the slate and they sure make us glum.
And a scientist at CERN wondered quite right,
if Memory Mars were universal spite.

32 Lines
Writer’s Cramp
June 2, 2013

*The European Organization for Nuclear Research , known as CERN is an international organization whose purpose is to operate the world's largest particle physics laboratory, which includes the newly developed Hardon Collider. Established in 1954, the organization is based in the northwest suburbs of Geneva on the Franco–Swiss border.