Your Fear Of Getting Old Poem by RIC BASTASA

your fear of getting old is taking
its toll on you
your preoccupation to be young
again

look! how fast have you become
the witch
of this honorable community!

it is the fear
and nothing but the fear
of getting old
that made you appear so old
like a whorled peanut

like a paper that gets crumpled
because of too much
keeping

fragility lost
cracks like the eggshell
that you conceal and
tightly holding
to your fingers