Old Is Gold Poem by Rajat Jain
Old Is Gold
Yesterday was old age people's day
Can call it a tearful sad, loneliness birthday
As they all were in old age homes
Searching their son and daughter like sherlock Holmes
Government is trying to pass a law
Which won't allow children to claw
What a pity on that children
Who can't make their parents a pillion?
Will straight go to hell
Won't get water as well.
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