The Destitute

He do not know where to go The people near and dear deserted him The home that he built is lost to him The people turns their faces and avoids Due to the plight of a destitute A man worked hard in youthful period Earned the little money and home Made the family to go ahead in progress Is now abandoned from his home for ever No where to go for an asylum he feels The woes of a poor old man continues. The new generation a few of them Non grateful to their dear parents In their old age when they require support Makes their life so miserable and suffer They argues let them pay the prices For their arrogance of behavior in home The home they fondly nurtured in youth For a convenient life they envisioned The support of kith and kin expected The world we see now is going ahead Where there loses the place for aged ones The unwanted non workable they consider But they are the most experienced ones With a vision on their intelligence and effort Made this world so comfortable to live Get them their due share of hope and concern The youth of today are going fast To become the aged ones of tomorrow Where their fate is to ensure prosperity Secure the life from the noble efforts Aged ones are not a burden but a real hope A nice confidence always they gives us. Every where ensure their presence Just like a glittering oiled lamp in flames.