ON BEING TOLD THAT I AM TOO OLD

A flood of tears obscures my vision;
My heart feels pierced by an incision
That has cut through my defenses,
Rampaged through rugged fences
I had constructed to protect self-concept.
Defeat has proven me not so adept
At fending off these verbal slights;
I’ve never fared well in such fights.
Experience added scars but left me wise;
One would me think me able to advise
Those beginning their walk without a map
How they might navigate through each lap.
If younger, their response might incite rage;
They denigrate, call wisdom excessive age.
May God give me courage and persistence
To survive this ill-conceived resistance.

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