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How the world views treats older people
Not today you're in the way
Older people are boring they're wild awake and snoring
Some have prosthetic teeth
Some never awake there're always sleep
It's very, very hard to meet and greet
Take them seventeen minutes to cross the street
Place them in a home, just leave them there alone
In a nice room with flowers
Send someone there pay them minimum wage just to shower
What about that next hour, I myself forgot
We will visit them on Mother's/Father's, Grandparent and Uncle Riley day
What's the meaning is of "feed them hay"
I don't know, I'm so afraid
What's the matter with them anyway?
Hands are shaking, feet are bad
Fell/fall down at the kitchen table hit their head
Some want to go to bed at day round eight O'clock in the morning, Well
Their an waste of time, they eat their own slime no wait that's the babies
You don't understand they can't shake your hand
No grip no pun intended
How do you remind them
Don't whisper when you walk
And don't yell when you talk
All this and you still remember chalk
Well I'm going away from here
You don't have to come see bout' me well
I'm just an old timer
Because my name is Foretime cause..
I forgot about you?

08/24/15
by James Edward Lee Sr.
from" 2015 Poetry to Bridge Generations UNO Elderly and Youth"

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