Growing Old

I’m growing old

In a world of greed

Where the younger generation

Are left to grow up in need

We make up the majority

We need to be free

Free from poverty 

Free from abuse

We need to be told

That we still are of use

It fills me with sadness

There’s a complete lack of trust

In a world full of madness

Makes freedom a must

For us to survive

Those with the power

Have to stop telling lies

And by telling the truth

We will again start to thrive

Until once again we will know 

That we are alive