uchenna nnodum

Rookie - 2 Points (12/3/1990 / Orlu)

Why Do We...At Old Age - Poem by uchenna nnodum

Through the quick sand of this life
Aching thighs, broken smiles
Hands trembling, legs mourning
Sloes sore from stubs and thorns-
Velvets and gold, we wish to hold
Our minds like a shrub in dry harmattan
Or the decayed leaf crushed on the hard sand
Seperated from our immediate
And left to rot
we wish to see only what our eyes want to see

But when lines and wrinkles
Advertise fretworks on our frail skin
When the gum in our mouth
Can no longer hold the enamel
Luring us to fret and ponder
Wish and wonder

Why we han not slept much longer
Smelt the scent in the air and of flowers while younger
Felt the morning dew on grasses
With our bare feet
Smiled at our neighbour often
Thought of God more often
And always thanked Him for every new day.

Why do we... at old age
Learn that our stay in this temporal eternity
Is nothing but vanity?

Comments about Why Do We...At Old Age by uchenna nnodum

  • (2/12/2014 2:45:00 AM)

    Love your poem. We come full circle when we age and life becomes a breeding ground
    for thoughts we had no time for when younger and living it. Now relaxing in a future
    sunset we have time to truly contemplate what life has been about. You described
    aging very adamantly and well. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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  • (10/19/2009 4:16:00 PM)

    Because we are slow learners UN!

    There are a few lines that jar and need a little tidying, but the message is clear.

    Vanity is the eye of the 'will be older' but the older see clearly!

    Smiling at you


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 19, 2009

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