AGE QUAKE: A SONNET

AGE QUAKE: A SONNET

 

Hidden behind the Botox and face mask;

A modern taboo, sensitive to ask.

It involves more than figures and numbers;

A trip ride you forget and remember.

 

Changes and transformation all the way;

Pray to stay at best, nature cannot sway.

More fear than death, aging is a stigma;

Terror on mirror, trauma is drama.

 

Age is as old as you are, felt or think;

Peeling vanity, live to shine or sink.

The body does not aged and fall the same;

Face is young, energy decline, knee lame.

 

Wig, dentures, hearing aids, and walking frame;

Aging well is living, no shame in game.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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