To A Father

I witnessed and wept At the sad plight in which he was kept In the old age He was put in cage Lying in corner No one to look after No special care I considered it as not fair Do we not owe anything? To a person for something For coming into this beautiful world And being treated in a manner so cold I find large people in homeless building Some of them feel shy and go into hiding For the fear of honor being compromised Or for the want of not getting ashamed Yes, we are thankless animal This is not once incidence to reveal Each and every home has sad tale Our system has totally failed We care for no sentiments Old people die sadly with bad comments Treated shabbily at home and no where welcome God has to descend once more to see or come