Aged People

Poem By Francis Duggan

Aged People are dying in nursing homes every day
Most of them through natural causes though some of neglect in some way
There has even been a few cases of proven foul play
And this seems a sad thing for to have to say
Many people in aged care centers die after a fall
Which cannot be a pleasant way for to die at all
And few ever do die without any pain
In most cases that death does not come easy as a fact does remain
For me too old age in time is not far away
It may be in a nursing home i may spend my last night and day
Since in reality human immortality is based on a lie
Eventually everyone does have to die
Aged people are dying in nursing homes every day
And how you and i will die we do not know for to say.

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