An Elderly Man's Groan Poem by Lubinda Lubinda

An Elderly Man's Groan



When I was young
I thought I'd be forever robust but, over time
my body began to rust
it was then that
I was reminded that
I was merely a ball of dust
moulded from the earth's crust!

From the moment of my birth
I'd never thought about death
till the time when I was leaving the earth
and, the shadow of death
was looming near!

With each passing season
I never had a reason
to live in fear
till my sunset year
was drawing near
because, I wasn't afraid
of a thing that
wasn't even there
at the time!

But, as time would unfold
I too, eventually grew too old
I'd unhappily look at the ground
and, I could have sworn
that I'd almost hear the sound
of my brothers and sisters
who were no longer around
calling me home!

Friday, January 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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