uday balakrishnan

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And When You Get Old - Poem by uday balakrishnan

Suits worn untidily
And that is if you wear suits but it can be any other dress
Well let me return to the suit
The trouser held up by a belt askew
Worn high way too high
And possibly with the zipper down…
Move over youth and give way to age
And on a thin frame
All of a protruding belly
Oh yes, yes indeed a chest in retreat
A slur in your speech and a drool
And a quizzical expression on your face
Vain, Vain, Vanity
Too hard to accept you are now almost deaf
Better to stare away just look aside and change the subject
Old age is hard
Live long enough and others will know.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 19, 2006

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