Old Man Poem by BalSage Vost

Old Man



Brash voices, for the sharpened witted man have seen all of his antics.
Pushing the vulgar displays of agression, with word not hate pits.
White Haired, short and full of pain make a little one, big, for his soul is a waste, in vane

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