Once young, now old, battered and worn
Parents abandoned by children earn their scorn
Forgetting the love once parents showered their way
Rearing and protecting, raising them up, night and day
Left alone, discarded and forgotten, they await
Withering away, victims of cruel fate
Holding memories of yesteryear, vanished and gone
When live was full of pleasure and a beautiful song
Knowing neither weakness of body or mind
When love and joy were there’s to find
Now old, they lie alone and often cry
Yearning for love, they moan and sigh
None to hear their lament and cries
No one attends to their hue and fies
Death brings relief to the weary old
The curtain of life draws to a close
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