Sufferings of Inability

The most compromised nature, Oh, my sweetheart!

Silently bearing the carelessness, hunger, and hurt

Though sufficient money power you have in your possession

But cannot utilize them in such of your depression

I’m your most unable, crippled, and aged husband

Could do nothing standing at the fag end of life, on death strand

Only praying to God to make you cure and fit

Your agony, my inability, eyes tears out, Fate laughs at; a great hit!

Oh God be merciful to the hapless and hopeless aged persons

Let them take their breath easily and take them to your final destination