Its Sad when we see old people homeless, this post describes that lost feeling of humanity..
(Story is based on people in oldage home, imagine Oldage Home as narrator)
★★Its been years nd years I've seen Tears shed,
Some got wiped & some remained still,
No wonder how it was to be alone inside, No wonder how the pain was, when their child threw them out ?
No wonder how strong was the steps of them to move forward & begged to not let them stay alone,
No wonder how long they have starved, sleepless nights, nightmares of their children suffering without them,
Yes , No wonder what hell was going through them..
Their life was gone for all the sacrifices they made just to bring their child gloom,
I've seen people dying in my arms hoping for someone may visit them,
But the range of whisper no grew,
They die without their wish come true,
Longing depths of the LOVE they had, lost it somewhere hidden in a Box..
I've seen people for ages, they try to fill their empty life with a mixture of hopes,
They come & they go but their belonging memories never go,
I just have to say one thing, whatever you do will be favor back to you one day,
I've seen the generations for what they did was & what they were paying now,
The old were thrown & now you do stay for the same place my child,
Your children had returned back the favor & now you know what you did was not right.★★
Author —RNK~
"A silent message :) please respect old people no matter who they are, because you never know what past they had or what they are going through now".