Elders once had wisdom,
Which is
what was always taught,
So they were
treated with respect;
Advice from
them was sought.
Their years
of life provided
The experience
they’d learned
And there
was satisfaction
When that
knowledge was returned.
Yet that’s
no longer valid,
For intelligence
is gleaned
Artificially
and so
The human
aspect’s been demeaned.
Nowadays, to
be an elder
Is to realize
no one cares,
For our
input isn’t valued
By our
progeny or heirs.
As a
consolation, maybe,
For so many
years alive,
Elders get a
senior discount
Once they’ve
aged to sixty-five.
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