Elders Poem by Shanika marini Paul

Help me walk my journeys end
Elders! Rejected it’s sad to note
Like a seal on an old passport
Forgotten remembered just on special dates
Showered with flowers soon to fade

Elders dear Elders thou art Gold
Do not fear the ignorance some youth hold
Thou was once young, wild and free
To roam Earth’s magic, striving hard to achieve

You were once kings and Queens
The hand that rooted the family tree
They did fear thy rule, and loved thy heart
Yet they grew up leaving thee in the dark

Life is a vicious circle whose to blame
The savaged human race now strives in vein
Commitment, competition struggle to survive
Yet they too must walk through the same stage in time