50’s And Me

I see it in the mirror –
How it covers identity

This facade threatening
To take over personality

Women in their fifties
Allow gray to encroach –

Not the color, but ageism
Upon youth that’s poached

As skin tries to sag from
Weary-defeated struggles

I cry “Fie!” at the mockery
Made of my valiant efforts

I may wear the badge now
But tomorrow we will see:

I will be regaining losses –
Entropy won’t erase me!