Getting On A Bit Poem by Phil Soar

I think I need activity, to keep old age at bay,
I speak to people locally, and much to my dismay,
They sideline me, when I'm outside, and don't like what I do,
For there's a part of me that hates what other people do.

I've tried to see the could in folk, there's not a lot about,
I see so much indifference, of that there is no doubt,
So, when I'm walking all alone, avoiding those I meet,
I'm better off just growing old, and striding down my street