So it’s our fault again!
Us Oldies!
Still living in the house
That we bought many years ago,
They say it is too big for us
At our time of life,
We need to move,
Move to something smaller.
So that the youngsters can move on.
They cannot afford to buy any more
As the people with the money
Build houses out of the price range
Of most people.
They sit there
In their castles in the air
Just fuelling their greed
From the hard times they are creating,
For those trying to stay alive.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 17th, 2026 02:05
- Comment from author about the poem: I have earned my house with all the work I did in my life.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Good write Gold.
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