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Footsteps (Dedicated to Irwin.)

Poetry By: PaulChafer

Inspired by Irwin's poem 'A voice that cries for the stage' I believe Irwin to be one of the very best poets on this site and my poem 'Footsteps' was inspired by his writing. My words were provoked into being by his and I hope echo his own thoughts to some degree as this is my experience on dealing with the youth around me. I would also like to mention I know not all youth are so unfeeling and uncaring, allegedly there's a boy in Liverpool who is very kind, even to older people;o)

Submitted:Feb 7, 2010    Reads: 147    Comments: 12    Likes: 12   

Walking in ancient footsteps,

Wisdom of age unseen,

By glaring eyes of youth,

As I plod doggedly along,

Following well-trodden paths

Of those gone before.

Ignored as they were ignored,

As those mocking me now,

Speaking over and around me,

Will in turn: be ignored.

Such is the fate we pay,

For gracing this world with age,

For not dying young.

They think I am mad,

As I laugh to myself,

Shaking my head knowingly,

A silly old fart past his prime,

Only good for telling stories,

Tending the young,

Taking up space,

Shameful to be so old,

Undignified, purposeless,

Slipping slowly into senility.

'Idiots' I mutter, shuffling by,

Knowing in my ambling gait,

They see their own demise,

And their proud youth sniggers,

The fools don't even know it,

But their confident strut is also,

Walking in ancient footsteps.


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