This is the age of metal
When the world revolves around convenience
Each is lost within the mass
And age it seems is now the mind's defense
Individuality is lost
Even on those who claim to be their own
Succumb to stereotype
Each afraid to ever stand and be alone
In this land of power
Technology rules with iron-clad claws
On the brink of ends
Unwilling, unable to accept any flaws
Yet here sit two old men
Age removes the need to strive, the need to be
Released from expectation
Convinced only to live each day as free
Wisdom gained from time
Though often lost in vain to cruel irony
Waiting for a chance
To admit as life's greatest unknown key
This is the age of metal
When the world revolves around convenience
Each is lost within the mass
And age it seems is now the mind's defense
Author notes
It is sad that the youth of today (and this from a 25 yr old :-P) have no respect for the elderly, who have lived so long and through so much. In older times, age was a crown. Now it is considered a ball and chain.
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How true your words Sister! Congrats on the shiny!!!
Love you~
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Good Rhyme and Rhythm!
I liked the flow and unobtrusive rhyme scheme of your poem. I also liked the repeating stanza. I am seeing more rather than fewer of people your age showing respect for veterans. How they respond to other old people I'm not sure.
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