THE PLIGHT OF THE ABANDONED OLDER PEOPLE
Do ask them the real definition of plight:
Who are precariously abandoned at the remotest
old-age shelters,
Who are heartlessly deprived of playing with their cute, little grand sons and daughters,
Ah! Who are unkindly divested of their own
built homes’ ecstatic day light!
Do ask them the real sense of sadness of
life like enslaved birds in a cage:
Who are detestably deserted in the dustbins of old-age
asylums,
Who are fatelessly forced to rot like unwanted and
abominable garbage,
Ah! Who oscillate hopelessly at fag ends between uncertainty and death as pendulums!
Do ask them the real pinch of an unthinkably agonizing separation:
Who are insensibly kicked off to live at the
mercy of adverse circumstances,
Who are carelessly taken off like over-used slippers by their very own,
Ah! Who are cruelly coerced to perform, to the bitter
beat of buffets, doleful dances!
O God! Let the plight of the abandoned older
people soon be over!
Let all the insensitive offspring now muse,
ponder and think over,
To hug their godlike creators; neither to sever them again nor to
shear ever,
To turn their homes to the heavens of love so
as to be blest with a Divine Favour!
N.B: This poem is dedicated to all the older
people in the world on the occasion of “International Day of Older Persons.”
© Dr. Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India
07.12.2021
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