A Case of the Blues
The world's changing so fast
that my forever dreams no longer last.
Time swiftly slipped away:
for only yesterday
I felt life was all play,
while all those moments now lie in the past.
My hair is mostly gone;
old age advances with each breaking dawn.
I can no longer run,
and I've no time for fun;
friends have dwindled to none;
I've learned that I am no king, I'm a pawn.
Cell phones befuddle me,
I find their complex screens too small to see.
And they connect online;
while most would say that's fine,
I can't even use mine.
And what's an alternate reality?
I am yesterday's news,
just a cranky old man with a short fuse.
And I'm telling the truth,
for it doesn't take a sleuth
to see I've spent my youth;
and it's left me with a case of the blues.
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