Fear #4 Fear of Aging

aging

Wrinkled fragile hand,
splotched with gnarled veins.
One by one, we lose that
which was once beautiful,
valued, desired. We see
the elderly hobble along,
forgetful, dependent and
fear growing old and decrepit,
hideous, revolting, a toothless crone.

nursing_homes

There are societies where elders
are valued, honored for their
experience and wisdom, living
out their final years loved
and respected. Yet there are
others who warehouse their elderly,
drugged and lonely, waiting
for death, which comes bit
by bit every day.

We all become the aged;
which society will you support?
Will we lovingly care for our
aged even when they do not remember
who we are, or shut them away
in sweetly named prisons?

What we choose today determines
what we have tomorrow.

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4 Responses to Fear #4 Fear of Aging

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  2. Brian Alger says:

    Reblogged this on Exploring Life Microblog and commented:
    Perhaps this is something we all feel…

    Like

  3. spartacus2030 says:

    I’m getting older myself and fighting like crazy just to hang onto my mental prowess, let alone my shriveling brain… Still, 61 isn’t that old… 81 is!

    Like

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