I Must Not Grumble Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

I misut not grumble.
I worked all my life.
There always people worse off.
But I wont ask for help.
I am a pensioner who's pride is a milestone.
i know i can ask for help but I wont reach out.
Peoplel encourage me but Ive been told otherwise.
So I wont ask for assistance.
I know I amgetting old.
The house in which I made love and raised a family.
Is so ice cold.
I would rather wrap my self in layers than ask for handouts.
I listened to a young man who had to raise his siblings.
And of course his sick mum.
I thought to m, yself he is worse off.
So i wont extend my hand for help.
I was born of an age.
Where self sufficeincey was a must not a going rage.
Made do with what you got.
Now they all sorts who shirk.
And have never been to work.
And make children who swear and beat me.
But still I must not grumble

I Siddiqi 17.07.08