Donate For Self Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Donate For Self
Donate for self
Donate few of the essential things
Old age home needs
The ailing mother advised son
Who was occasionally seen?
I do not regret being here
You stay peacefully there
You have family and children
Make it real home and heaven
Mother was feeling sore
Having been pushed here
She was not curing even for a moment
She slowly whispered
One thing you remember
You will need them here
I pulled on with bare minimum
Donate and show some wisdom
This is what we experience today
Old parents are sent away
Old age homes have become refuge
Since own children have refused stay
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An eye opener poem lamenting the growing tendency among youths in east to keep old parents away under the influence of materialistic consumerism. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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This is what we experience today Old parents are sent away Old age homes have become refuge Since own children have refused stay