Hey ! So, I am not going to post anything special today . Just a poem that I had written for my Media Studies exam . Enjoy !

 OLD IS GOLD

Qway ! Qway ! You were born crying,

It was they who wiped your tears ;

It was they who helped you take your first step,

It was they who helped you overcome your fears .

They cut out on their diet ,

But, never let you go hungry;

Despite all the mistakes that you made,

They rarely ever got angry .

You asked for a toy ,

They bought you one with their hard-earned money ;

And gave you an environment so coy ,

That you became a person , jolly as a bunny .

But now , they are old ,

And their hands are wrinkled ;

So,your attitude towards them is suddenly cold ,

Because you think that you are young and bold .

You shout at them , not hearing their wails ,

It hurts them so bad ;

Like birds in a strong winter gale ,

And even though they don't say , it kills them inside .

They are the ones who made you what you are today ,

Without them , you would have been nothing ;

Remember, that a time will come , when you will be in their place ,

Fate will turn tables and you'll realize that what goes around , comes around .

History has the tendency to repeat itself ;

So, be courteous and kind towards your parents ,

Now , and when they are old ;

Or else , what happened to them , will happen to you ,

And , all you'll have left , is regret .  

-Pure Awesomeness 22