Sobriety

One wakes up when the things go wrong

Leaving no option, but to bear awhile

What use is the wisdom after the event

When  in need , it stands not by your side

One is wayward whiling away his time

Why regret, when opportunity thus slips by

What use is the sobriety in grey haired

When one is past his prime

One is obstinate and of rigid mind

And  learns not when still there is time     

What use is the flexibility in old age

When no one heeds your advice

One is bad mouthed and cursing all the time

He stands isolated ignored by every passer by

What use are sweet words that sound artificial

And reveal a shallow heart and narrow mind

One is over confident , no thought of God in mind

When comes an adversity ,no help comes from any side

What use is that prayer that comes loaded with wishes

From those who are of ungrateful  kind

There is some use for each and everything

But each one at the appropriate time

Before time, a fruit is unripe and not yet in shape

Also fruitless is much grind and shine, in the autumn of life!