October one is passed silently
The day was for elderly people named
The world seeks justice to them
The world likes to get them proper care
Without giving suffering, but proper care
When age is increasing the mind sometimes sluggish
To think, act, in time of necessity
When aged one suffers the world must act
To ease the woes of the people lived for world
To make it a beautiful place prepared for new.gen.
Unfortunate, the things are deteriorated
Where their woes are increased
See they have lived for a wonderful world.
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The aged who have nurtured and shaped the world is often meted out a raw deal. A beautiful poem on the real perils of our growing elderly population.