To be unhappy in Old Age
Is the easiest thing in the world-
So much goes wrong
So much is lost
So many difficulties with what once taken for granted-
I listen to the promoters of the Third Age
And all its great advantages
And wonder where they are
And whether they understand
They too will be- if they live long enough
Wondering desperately why they are still here
And how what has happened to them
Has happened to them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem