Youth and Old Age
Came to me in a frightening and realistic dream
Death, with his eyes and teeth so hungry
I wait, he said, and am impatient
Someday you shall be my slave
An old and worn hag
Proud you may be
Realise you not
That time
Flies!
Someday, he said, you will be wrinkled and cracked
On that day, your time will be near
Just wait and watch while being passive
As you do treat the old
Same will you be treated
So, meanwhile, do relish
Youth is temporary
Time flies
Subtly!
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2013
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