Having trouble picking up my pills
Lost sensitivity in my fingers
Must be careful to take the correct dose
It's important for my well being
So what's just ahead what will it be
What's next of my senses to go
Like my balance remaining upright
Can be a dangerous situation
Another is my speech unable to form words
Not as serious but very frustrating
Thirdly but not the least bit worrysome
Unable to get a good night's sleep!
Loss of eyesight and hearing are next
Bumping into walls is a side affect
The results of both are pretty dramatic
But can be lessened by artificial means
Well there you are my elderly folks
If you haven't reached it yet it's coming
Not something to look forward to
Sorry but it's an unavoidable phase
As I walk around observing life living
My mind envisions what it could be
Not to reflect on our surrounding
Not learning how to breathe and thank Thee.
As His Signs are here for all to see
Very often one prefers to ignore
Out of rejection, refusing to agree;
Grim reality … our fate still in store.
From the tinniest insect with all its hierarchy
To man whom out of greed and lack of spirituality
The earth in submission to God’s decree
Endures the abuse perpetrated on its generosity.
Somewhere along the line of generations
We, humans have lost touch … abandoned our wisdom
The wheel is spinning engulfing our vision
Replaced by artificial means … not worth an atom.
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