It’s terrible
Self-destructive
It robs one of self-esteem
Its like a part of you has up and left.
I was embarrassed to discover
At just the wrong moment really
That what once worked so well
Had gone away
Like it wasn’t interested any more
Despite all my protests
It had shut up shop
Gone off to watch the tele.
I thought dementia affected the brain
I never thought it impacted on my other bits.
I sat at home shattered
How was I to function?
What would I do?
This shouldn’t happen to me.
My sense of self was in pieces
I knew a change in my life had occurred
Hit me hard, left me wondering
If this was it for me.
Neutered didn’t suit my image of myself
But then as all was but lost
Discovery
A little pill fixed the problem.
All systems now rectified,
Normal service restored.
If I could only remember
Where my last date lived.
Written for: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/06/24/poetry-prompt-55-controversial/
Morpethroad 
Brilliant, brilliant! You tackled the prompt head on and whilst addressing a serious and hard to talk about issue you also left us with a laugh. I love it x
Well it is a serious issue for males but if you don’t laugh about it where would you be. Thanks Pooky for the comment.
Oh Michael I smiled, you have confronted this well glad your bits still work.
Ha you think I’m talking about me? Thank you Jenny for your vote of confidence.
Oops 😦 sorry
Oh my!
And – oh yeah!
LOL
You have such a way with words RoSy. Always on the money.
Ah, modern medicine strikes again. lol
If it helps Jackie why deny it. Thank you for reading and I appreciate you.