How can anyone aging,
Claim to be looking ahead.
Without accepting changes.
Or notice them to have been made.
To then say they wish,
Things stayed the way they use to be.
But yet expect the future,
Offers a better life to live.
Than the life that they live today,
Wanting it to be much improved.
And this can be done,
If people refused...
Attempting to live the past.
Without comparing,
What it was they did...
In times gone not to exist.
"But...
Isn't what you are saying hypocritical?
And a bit contradictory? "
-Of course it is.
I've grown older.
Now that I am among the 'elders'.
I choose to contradict myself.
That's the difference.
And besides,
I can say what I want too.
No one listens to pay attention.
Not these days.
I'm surprised you did.
You look a lot younger than I thought.-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem