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Ode on the Exhaustion of an Old Man

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Ode on the Exhaustion of an Old Man

                                    The old wolves, they slumber unto evening.
                               Harmless and fragile, poses no threat to no creature.
                          So, the old are wise and experience; and, yet lacks strength.
                             Cautious, patience and courteous that makes an old man.
                                         Like seasons in nature all man has theirs.  
                                 But how can a man be weary? When he is young,
                                       Naive in nature, curious and full of life,
                                         So uncanny of foreseeing their future,
                               With passion for success, yet so blissfully unaware,
                                               Unease and trouble minded.

                                     Tried and filled with regrets of the past, 
                                       Of things which he could have done, 
                         Sorrow fills the heart of the old, hoping to see brighter days.
                             For his days of glory is nothing but distance memories.
                                     Young man has little things to regret, 
                                              But a misfortune follows.
                       Cause the old are wise in actions but young man are not so. 
                         A man becomes weary in life because of their age.
                             All things come to an end and is replaced by anew,
                              So, exhaustion of an old man is understandable,
                                         When his weight has lighten,
                                And no longer needs to race with the World,
                                  But rest and guide the coming generations.
                               But will the old generation corrupt the new?
                                           Or the new learn from the old?

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