I see my hair
getting sparse
and thinner.
I see my belly
getting bigger
and heavier.
I see my zeal
getting dimmer
and often, lost.
I see my problems
getting complex
and perpetual.
I see my youth
fading away
day by day.
And I wish,
could someone turn me
into a gigantic insect
like Gregor Samsa?

This made me laugh- but at 65 I can attest to the fact that the whole insect theory is not as plausible as just becoming a likeable livable fossil of sorts! Good to see you writing again!
Haha, true! Thanks, I was away for some time, will start writing frequently again 🙂
I know the feeling!