Waste Of Space

By Bradene

Sun, 16 Nov 2008
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Where should I go
to die?
You laugh at geriatric homes
you say they stink of piss,
yet there is no place for me
with you.

It’s an embarrassment to be old;
to have outlived my purpose

I'm a waste of space,
after all
I don’t have a function
in life

I'm defunct, a corpse that
won't lie down.

Tell me where to lie down;
somewhere
where I'll not be seen
or in the way,
then let me be;
leave me in peace to die
at my own pace
with dignity.

2008

Certificate PG
Poem
Family Life
Other Non-fiction

Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Many issues are raised here, Val and it is indeed a poignant poem. I think you hit the nail right on the head in these two lines:- "It’s an embarrassment to be old; to have outlived my purpose." All too often this view is reflected in our society. I always think it is a great shame that we do not show the inherent respect to the older generation that is shown in other societies and cultures. Tina xx