Land Of The Aged Poem by Meng Lim Dr

This is the land
of us the aged:
you the younger
will not understand-
the mist of life
hovers heavily over
we live alienated
in a lacuna-
for such we were born:

here is not your land
this you'll understand:
the years before us
were mere glimpses
scenes which inveigled
wool cast over our eyes
our experiences
merely agonised
our hearts are bruised
they ache and are silent

there aren't answers here
only doubts and questions
though not Sisyphus
we were almost broken-
life was not kind
nor lenient

here you don't belong:
live and love
as much
and as joyful
as you can:
the chime of life
grows louder
day by day
and before long
your days
of splendour
will be gone.