old man i see you there
your hunched back
and knuckles bare
taking your time
to get along
wondering of days
when you were strong
i wonder if.. those who care
would of thought
to be aware
of how life
can wear you away
working hard
amongst the fray
a simple strain
niggling pain
eventually
abnormal sane
your life depicted
by your scars
when younger years
saw limitless stars
if crystal balls
revealed your fate
would you change
all that would relate
to who you are
and how you've become
a crippled man
growing glum.......