People Need A Cane Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Dedicated to stay remaining the same,
As if days to live have not changed...
Has kept many minds affixed,
To habits to have them not to quit.
With some who have aged,
Wishing for events of the past to relive...
Isn't healthy to persist they still exist.

Even things we get,
Eventually gets to be turned to dust.
No matter what crutches,
Are used to not admit...
Rust has prevented our bones,
To be as strong as they were...
Before the pains began to create our moans.

People hate this and that.
Driven to lay flat on their backs.
To still feel a hatred,
Towards others they don't know.
Just to attack.
But now needing a cane,
To help them limp from pain.

People using canes will not admit,
How their pains began the cause of it.
People using canes,
Now wish they could assist...
Others on their knees,
With something said to give them a lift.

People need a cane,
To remember why their pains exist.
People need a cane,
To realize the unimportance...
The feeling towards anyone,
A hatred to give them fits.
When their own aches wont quit.

People need a cane,
To remember why their pains exist.
People need a cane,
To realize the unimportance...
Of a hatred to have,
When their own aches wont quit.