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| Old Age - You Cripple Me |
Old age is inevitable. This poem is about how old age slowly but surely cripples us and renders us null and void.
Old age ravages the body but not the soul. We will conquer old age with the spirit of the soul.
The spirit is always young and will free us from old age's shackles.
Old age, you cripple me, but you cannot take my enthusiasm for living my life to the fullest and enjoying every moment on earth.
Here is my poem -
Old Age - You Cripple Me
Frail, weak, not able to withstand
The havoc old age wreaks
Twisting and bending me
Like an old crooked tree
Old Age
Oh, how you cripple the body
Why, Oh why, are you so stone hearted
Do you not know the pain and agony
Ripping my body and obliterating my soul
Oh, why? Oh, Why? Oh, Why?
Old age, do you not see how I am
You know how I was
Healthy and strong
But now, my frail bones
Rattle, and my legs wobble
I cannot stand or walk
Nor can I make the pain go away
My body screams in agony
My soul wails day and night
Do you hear me,
Old Age
Can you hear my cries?
My searing teardrops
Carving lines on my face
My hair is pure snow white
Gone are the glorious days
When my hair was my crowning glory
One by one, telling tales of their own
The strands have fallen off
Carrying my sorrows and pain
Old age, you cripple me
How can you be this way?
You can steal my body
But my soul is mine
Always young
Carefree
Living each moment
Enjoying life
Till the very end
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