I witnessed and wept
At the sad plight in which he was kept
In the old age
He was put in cage
Lying in corner
No one to look after
No special care
I considered it as not fair
Do we not owe anything?
To a person for something
For coming into this beautiful world
And being treated in a manner so cold
I find large people in homeless building
Some of them feel shy and go into hiding
For the fear of honor being compromised
Or for the want of not getting ashamed
Yes, we are thankless animal
This is not once incidence to reveal
Each and every home has sad tale
Our system has totally failed
We care for no sentiments
Old people die sadly with bad comments
Treated shabbily at home and no where welcome
God has to descend once more to see or come
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George T. Everette It is our responsibility to take care of our parents like they once took care of us in their advanced years. 17 minutes ago · Unlike · 1
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Sandra S. Corona I cherish my father-in-law,93, who has dementia and congestive, progressive heart failure but, I fear, many other elders are NOT cherished. No one is invisible, jinxed, etc. God doesn't make JUNK! All are His children and we are to HONOR our elders for, as you said in the poem, without them WE would not be. Insightful work! about an hour ago · Unlike · 1
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Bozena Nena..tak zapominamy o starych ludziach, rodzicach, a w koncu jestesmy im cos winni...nikt za nas nie zadba o nich jesli my sami tego nie zrobimy...
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