The Older I get

The older I get
With each day passing by
The farther my motion is set
To the tune of what good come nigh.


The older I get
The better I strive to become;
To rise above the neglect
And to have things work in uniform.

The older I get
The deeper I became bequeathed
With the truth of how life work
And of how things became diluted.

The older I get
The clearer life to me is
Of trials,of friendship and hatred
And of people who had me dissed.

The older I get
The more responsibilities are shouldered to me
For I ought make some consent
To things expected from me.

The older I get
The more my ages aches
Keeping me a call at Bay
Of the home with the sages.

The older I get
The nearer I am to the grave
Though of the day I cannot bet
Yet it's a truth I cannot waive .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Agustin Avatar
January 12, 2025 at 9:41 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Peter Avatar
January 10, 2025 at 12:13 AM
A good poem indeed
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