The Old Age

By Daniel Adamu 7 months ago



I don't want to grow OLD

because my blood will wax COLD


I still want to PLAY 

and walk without DELAY 


I still want to DANCE 

to the songs of the birds in the far DISTANCE 


I still want to be a night HUNTER 

like a black PANTHER 


I love those days when I talk like PARROT 

and chew my CARROT 

without Sorrow


Let me enjoy eating NOODLE

and my eyes will see the hall on NEEDLE



I want to be like a

soldier on a battle FIELD,


But my years are passing in a jiffy 

how I wish to be a bit slower than 


BUT If am alive I must grow old   

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