Look
at the old man
Walking
with his stick
On
the road struggling to walk
Eyes
of sorrow hope has none
Look
at the old man
He
knew what he had done
When
he was a young man
He
was full of energy no regrets
He
never knew he could grow old
Living
alone sleeping on the public corridor
What
has he done to deserve it?
He
keeps his sorrow to himself
He
forgot to plan
He
spent all as he earned
He
never thought his money could dry up
One
day how time changed
Look
at the old man
How
life can change
Plan
it while you are young
The
living example don't ignore it
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