<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581708" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Vision of an old Man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A cool breeze touched his white hair<br>While he was walking in the mystery street<br>Long life has made him to bend, <br>In front of the things those the history made</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was old, old enough to see the world for what it is<br>He was old, old enough to feels the death<br>He was old, old enough to think about the life that passes<br>He was old, old enough to see the real masses</div><div style="margin:10px 0">White hair, as white as the teeth<br>Teeth those just moved for lots of times<br>Blue eyes…<br>Which were covered by glasses, Glasses of lies? ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hands of times aren't cruel, it's their duty<br>We can't stop them of the work they are doing<br>BUT! A time, it's our turn...<br>To be old, and then burn...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old man wanted nothing instead of a simple respect<br>Respect, the thing that is forgotten for these people<br>A day that old man was young and powerful, but so prideful<br>And now he is old like his father that was…but now he is none full</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He just needs respect, a respect for his white hair<br>Respect for his long life that is passed<br>Respect for his respectful heart<br>That now is tears a part.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ellias+Anderson">Ellias Anderson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581708" data-title="Vision of an old Man de Ellias Anderson" data-description="A cool breeze touched his white hair While he was walking in the mystery street Long life has made him to bend, In front of the things those the history made He was old, old enough to see the world for what it is He was old, old enough to feels ..."></div> </div> </div>

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