Why does the idea

Of mortality only strike

The old what about

Age makes one think

That it’s running out

Just think about that

What makes young and

Inexperienced charge at life

While when we’re older

We duck for cover

What is it that

The young have and

That we older lost

What causes ones surrender

You’d think that experience

Would make generals of

Us all plotting scheming

But instead we watch

As the young weaponized

Only with sword and

With verve launch themselves

Into an unforgiving army

Of humanity while the

Rest of us older

Ones reminisce of our

Once head long charges

Why don’t we fight

Like our younger comrades

For what we want