The Fear of Growing Older
there are places and people in America
that are scared to death
of looking old and growing older
where a new wrinkle or two when found is a terrible scary thing
a birthday is not celebrated but filled with dread
a man fears the hairs falling from his head
laying on the pillow of his bed
changing the color of gray
to any other color to hide it away
a look in the mirror becomes a tragedy
if you appear older than twenty three
when your real age is forty three
in this place Beverly Hills, Hollywood and Newport Beach, California
where the people appear to look like plastic unreal manikins
with their skin pulled tight across their face
thinking they are the most beautiful people of the human race
hollow eyes with a pound of make-up looking back at you
their bodies are nipped and tucked
and all the fat is sucked
jelly filled plastic bags become breasts and butts
is this the future look of humanity
I recommend you grow old with grace
don’t worry so much about your face
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