Childish me

A child and I
have one thing in common
childishness

I remember when as a child,
I wanted my hard earned dollar
ran out of the door my sister
and got a beating thereafter
by my father
a decrepit ole soul

now as senility overpowers me
I think idealism is all I alone reveal
outright stupidity comes to me
I see nothing beyond the fence
blindness
darkness and superfluousness

forests cast shadows
as if 'twas total darkness
my mind behaves senile
I tirelessly walk a mile
from myself,

I seem to run away
my heart beat tells me to stay,
now my heart beat also does betray
the silence en-route I can’t stay
childishness can be my aura again
is all that this
Ole soul can vociferously say

sans childhood
sans love
sans all possessions
not a dollar left
of wisdom now I stand bereft