The old man

The old man

The man was old

Bent with age and worry

Wandering without a home;

Unnoticed by those who pass him by.

A man of wisdom,

Of knowledge,

With much to share,

Insights to pass on….

He is ignored,

Laughed at;

Derided by fools

Who have no wisdom,

Or knowledge,

To pass on or share,

Their insight shallow

Not pertaining to life…..

He knows that times change

That he from another time,

But he sees things

Knowing what is coming,

By the lack of foresight

Of those around him…..

Who only live for today

Thinking they are eternal

He was once young

And foolish like them

Thinking he would never grow old,

Or out of touch…..

It just seemed like a day ago

That he was young,

And laughed

At those older and wiser…..

The wheel turns

The same mistakes made

Without its lessons learned,

 Or passed on to those who come after,

Who are blind to their own conceit,

That they are wiser,

Better more learned

Than those who came before…..