Aip [ageing In Progress] Poem by Efren Petalver Carranza

Every seasons change, we grow old
Each year that passes by, we wrinkle
Even a rose, it drops its dried petals
Till it’s a bulb, like an old man’s bald

Human life, in each journey, we wonder
How minds think and act as it travels far
To see the unseen beyond the universe
To record, write, picture and mesmerize

As we walk in to the room of change
These desires are constantly spinning
For we’re always in need of new things
Better or greater than we already spent

But sometimes we have favorite things
That’s hard to let it go off of our hands
Like jackets or shoes to wear on and on
Though how old and worn to be thrown

Same as we see ourselves in the mirror
To let go of our youth is just a bit harder
Unlike each seasons they’ll come and go
But years that left us were gone forever

We grow older but our minds still wonder
What we’d forgotten or couldn’t remember
Of what is today or the date that went by
Without knowing our sanity is also fading