I want to feel relevant.
With a significance that is competent,
Energized and prepared.
When I strut it is done with a pride I stride,
That dares to face the affects of aging.
No excuses do I seek to borrow or create,
To chase away fear to delude or to fake.
I want my light to shine to show,
How excited about living my life I am.
Too many today wear their wounds and scars,
As if trophies to discuss...
What pains them everyday so much.
As they point point to their aches,
To describe how it feels and where they are.
And I refuse to sit and reminisce,
Those things I did in my youth to miss.
While portraying how I deserve to receive,
Free prescriptions paid by Medicare or Medicaid...
To convince my complaints qualify,
The burdens I carry to be believed.
I want to feel relevant.
And I am going to stay active.
I want to keep my mind alert.
And I can't do that laying on my back to wish,
I had incentive and intiative like I once did.
Or waste to spend time blaming to make claims,
How it is I am showed no respect...
For a motivation I am owed but do not get.
Oh no.
I am going to stay excited about living my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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