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The
red flowers withered
On
the rain soaked water
Lying
there with no hope to live
Nobody
cares to take it
This
is life
When
you are used
You
are left forgotten
You
aren't wanted
Look
around our surrounding
The
aged and infirmed struggle to live
In
the hospitals and old folks homes
They
live with eyes seem so far away
Even
at homes there are stories
The
children don't care about aged parents
They
lived their lives in the fast lanes
Living
it up forgetting about family ties
The
cycle will return
Today
you have the legs
Tomorrow
you may face a different image
Of
a time when old age will come to stay
So
show some respect and kindness
Along
the way you will learn to live
Of
a time when your turn comes in full circle
You
will not be treated badly in return
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