Elders

Elders once had wisdom, Which is what was always taught, So they were treated with respect; Advice from them was sought. Their years of life provided The experience they’d learned And there was satisfaction When that knowledge was returned. Yet that’s no longer valid, For intelligence is gleaned Artificially and so The human aspect’s been demeaned. Nowadays, to be an elder Is to realize no one cares, For our input isn’t valued By our progeny or heirs. As a consolation, maybe, For so many years alive, Elders get a senior discount Once they’ve aged to sixty-five.