Noel Horlanda - On Growing Old

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Wiser now, ready to mount,
Draws sword, charges forward,
Marches in tantrum, nev'r look backward,
Aging cannot daunt

Age syndrome I could feel by n' by
Mirror reflection I could see,
Tiger in me no more nor rumbling sea
Does this mean goodbye?

Surely these are symptoms
Once flawless skin cracks dry, cramble,
Dr Alzheimer starts to come in, mumble
This life doom...

Cognitive ability weakens
Memory lost in oblivion,
Imagery disappears in vision,
It's time to awaken...

Bright heavens faded
Familiar faces, prints illegible,
Eagle's eye disabled,
White opaque blockaded

The flesh weak, spirit strong
To make love unbearable,
Of bearing offsprings insufferable,
Agony prolonged...

Comes inevitable dawn, tender
Life's regrets aren't accepted
Winner, losers not rejected
Retreat or surrender?

Having grey, white hair
Sign of strength, wisdom,
Apostle of judicious kingdom,
Chosen as God's heir

Behold! Like a thief in the night
Darkness comes in, so warm,
Some peace, no alarm
Ol' man's eye oh....closes tight

Noel Horlanda

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